Holding Patterns

I've come to recognize certain periods of inertia as times that deserve my trust.  They've earned it.  Now I understand that these "holding patterns" have a purpose:  to hold me in a place of inaction where I feel stuck and unable to break free.  At the onset of these periods, I'm usually clueless about what I will be breaking free of; I won't know that until later, when the next phase of life unfolds.  There's nothing I can do to accelerate the process.  Spiritual temper tantrums are useless, so now  I count on finding enough patience and trust to get me by.  Patience, trust, and - not least -  compassion for myself.  The Universe/Creator/God/Higher Power holds the ultimate wisdom, and I'll be moving in some new direction in good time.  At the right time, that is.

                                     (From Facebook.  Sorry, no source.)
                                           
             
There's no need to attempt" fixing" myself— or anyone else who appears to be contributing to what feels like my endless stagnation.  I understand that I'm not depressed or lazy.   I'm just on the brink of experiencing new aspects of self and new ways of being in the world.  For me, these times have become a natural prelude to change.

A "holding pattern" has been my reality this steamy summer; it will be interesting to see what it brings.   Meanwhile,  I intend to love myself through the waiting.  Not always easy, but a worthy goal.  I'll keep you posted.