Waiting
There is a lot of waiting in the summer.
At airports.
In traffic.
In lines that move more slowly than expected.
Moments that were not part of the plan.
And almost immediately, something happens.
A slight tightening.
A forward pull.
As if your body is already leaning into what comes next.
You reach for your phone.
You look for a distraction.
Not just to pass the time, but to move out of the moment you are in.
Waiting rarely feels neutral.
It feels like a gap that needs to be filled.
Or a delay that needs to be managed.
But what if waiting is not an interruption?
What if nothing needs to happen yet?
What if it is one of those rare moments in your day where nothing is demanding your attention?
No progress.
No outcome.
No next step.
Just this.
If you stay just a little longer, you may notice something else.
The tension softens.
The urgency drops.
Not because the situation changes.
The moment becomes less about getting through it or pushing against it.
It becomes more about allowing yourself to be exactly where you already are.
Invitation
The next time you are waiting, pause before reaching for your phone.
Stay with the moment for a few breaths longer than you normally would.
Notice your body first.
Is there tension?
A forward pull?
Stay with that for a few breaths.
And notice what changes when you stop trying to leave the moment.
Perhaps waiting is not empty time after all.
Perhaps it is an invitation to return to the only moment we ever truly have.
