I Was Right To Wait

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Understanding takes time.

When we open to abundance, we can enjoy the fog lifting from the morning’s melting snow, and the steam rising from the hot bowl of tomato soup on our lunch table. We can appreciate the half smile of the tired waitress, the silver crescent of the moon at twilight, the unstoppable laughter of children in the schoolyard, and celebrate the fact that we are here, breathing and alive, on this marvelous earth. — Jack Kornfield

“It’s easy to judge. It’s more difficult to understand. Understanding requires compassion, patience, and a willingness to believe that good hearts can sometimes choose poor methods. Through judging we separate. Through understanding we grow. — Doe Zantamata

For several years after my inheritance was stolen I mulled over the injustice of it, there were many unanswered questions about how and why it happened. I couldn’t see the reason. I kept thinking there must be a logic I couldn’t grasp. I was told it was simple, that my brother was a criminal, that he was jealous of me and my obvious talents. I wanted a convincing rationale, but those failed to convince. They seemed too shallow, too cut and dried, too easy. My ego toyed with palliating analyses but in the end I always kept looking, questioning.

I was looking not to aleve injuries to my pride. I really wanted to understand, and if possible…