10:5 <\/p>\n
Waiting is a peculiarly unique experience. It is something we all do, starting from the moment we are born hung and cold and demanding succour until we we end our lives lying on a bed somewhere mulling over the unavoidable cessation of everything we know and understand. And we never do it well.<\/p>\n
One would think after the inevitable practice at waiting that every living thing is forced to endure that it would become second nature to us. Many animal species see to have mastered the art, lying still and focused for hours on end in order to catch the elusive prey or perhaps huddled equally motionless to avoid that equally patient predator.<\/p>\n
But it seems that unless one dedicates oneself to gaining hard won success at mystical practices or is trained, mentally and physically to reach that state of single-mindedness that thinking beings are generally unable to endure waiting with any kind of sang froid or avoid escalations of fear, anxiety, excitement or any of a number of equally adrenaline producing emotions. It is as if our brains fear us turning our backs on thinking and active participation in favour of just experiencing and enduring, somehow transporting us back hundred of thousands of years of evolution and becoming once again some sort or primordial glop. Not to say that some supposedly thinning creatures haven’t done jet the that, or at least the equivalent\u2014I have definitely endure the company of more that a few\u2014but overall thought seems to triumph over sedentarialism and, I believe whole heartedly, that is a direct result of the intercession of the ancient hind brain’s fear of reversion.<\/p>\n
Be that all as it may, waiting is not a naturally satisfying state for most and a particularly discommodious one for we elect few who are creatures of action. And perversely\u2014as the unites oh so often is\u2014 we few are the ones who so often needs must wait if success is to be attained.<\/p>\n
Still, I hate waiting. And now I’m cold.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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