Patience and Passion
What happens when you mix passion and patience? It is a recipe for delight!
My latest focus has been on The Passion Test. Some of you have experienced it. It has been life enhancing for me. The things that are showing up in my life are the things that I have been dreaming about for years.
Yes my friends, it sometimes takes years for us to align with our passions. It could also take days.
About a week after returning from becoming certified as a Passion Test facilitator in Seattle and gaining clarity on my passions, something very cool happened.
One of my passions is to add value to millions of people’s lives. I know that through coaching, training and writing that I am making a difference. I received a call from a writer of a local paper, The Champion, that I was the champion of the week for Dekalb County-how cool is that? 100s’s of people will be introduced to the magic I offer the world.
I could not have imagined that I would be recognized like that. That is the beautiful place of letting go of the “how’s” and focusing on the “what”.
Another piece of patience that has paid off-my gardenia bush gave me my first flower a couple of weeks ago. We are no longer gardenia bush killers–this is the third one that we have planted.
By just putting attention on what I wanted, loving it as it is and being patient, I got a bloom. I am hopeful and anticipating more and more blooms. Imagine what it will be like when it blooms in season!
Where is patience and passion showing up in your life?





Congrats, Wendy.
I really get this. I work so closely with women to help them feel good about themselves on the inside as well as on the outside. It’s not always about the clothes. I love to hear from my clients express feeling great and good about their bodies and how they look. We don’t alwys apprecaite the body that we are in right now and we should. I love to get emails from women that I have touched. Those are my little blooms that add to my bush
I used to equate patience with being able to sit for long periods of time and not get restless. Waiting. I was good at waiting. Waiting for doctors, waiting for interviews, waiting in line for food. I loved watching people and noting the details around me. I also didn’t have much going on in my life. No ambitions to pursue, no goals to achieve. I wandered through life.
Patience has taken on different values now. It’s much less about waiting and more about being kind to myself and others. It’s about being gentle when I’m irritated, being peaceful when I’m upset. It’s about acknowledging the many sides of me and loving each and every one of them, which is not always easy.
One of my passions is drawing. I say I’m not an artist because I don’t have the skill of Da Vinci or Michaelangelo. I have trouble drawing from scratch on blank paper because I don’t see 3-D in my mind. So I get frustrated and tell myself “I can’t.” But I’m a heck of a copier and I have a knack for kludging a piece here with a piece there and another piece over there and making a really cool finished product.
I’m learning patience with my art. When I give myself permission, when I love myself enough to try, I’m astounded with my efforts.