Do you know that sense of waiting for a clue as to what to do next? Looking for some feint indication of your next move? Are you waiting and discerning to hear the interior guidance of the divine?
How do we wait in such a situation? Without waiting.
In silence. Listening. As both silence and listening. In presence, as presence.
This listening, and waiting, is the gift of the divine.
Waiting as this silent presence of being, we cease waiting, and start to live again.
The waiting dissolves into the silence, disappears into the presence. This process is kneading us into shape. The divine baker kneads together flour and water, neither end up like their initial form. There is a process. There is squeezing, and waiting. The dough must be pressed, and squeezed, until smooth and flexible, until air and life is within it. It must sit, and wait, to rise, before baking, then cooling before it is ready.
Be still, don’t wait, even in the depths of waiting, no matter how hard you are feeling squeezed. Nothing is going to happen, it is already happening.
This, here and now, is the moment you’ve been waiting for.
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