One day I’ll write about where I received the phrase “Patience Demonstrates Faith as Knowledge”

I love that phrase.

Prior to receiving that wisdom, I think I may have been the most impatient person I’d ever met. I had a quick mind and quick hands and I could run circles around people who approached life in a calm and balanced manner. I couldn’t understand why they were such slackers! My whole life.. every day.. it was exhausting.. and so my body decided to take the break it deserved the only way it could get me to acquiesce. It just stopped. And the world kept spinning, but my spinning stopped. It was a gift. An uncomfortable gift to be sure, but a priceless one.

I had hoped I could “achieve” patience and then just “be patient” but it hasn’t worked like that for me. Patience is a way of being. Those of us who grew up without it have a very difficult time authentically implementing patience in practical life. I think I am about 15% of the way there. I started practicing diligently about 5 years ago.  I’d be disappointed in myself, but I have come to grips with the fact that this may be a long road and I’m up for every step of it. Every breath, every choice. And, slowly but surely, more and more often I am taking that breath and making those choices and developing more patient habits.

The entire calendar year of 2013, I was frustrated and confused about food choices. Every time I thought I understood a new food or practice, I’d find conflicting information and have to change my plan entirely.  That was the best part about finding the AIP – I wasn’t trying to sort it out from scratch anymore. I didn’t have to be responsible for creating the plan, just implementing it. That was a huge relief.

The AIP was difficult, but people like Mickey Trescott made it better. I didn’t mind working in the kitchen all day (it really did take me all day. I am not a quick cook. I also seem to use every pot and pan in the cupboard. This was a lot of work for someone whose joints don’t work fluidly) because I am committed to this method of healing. But I’ve got to admit that so far (I’ve been transitioning for about 2 weeks) I like the Wahl’s Protocol (with AIP modifications) better. Meals are streamlined. My kitchen is cleaner. I have more ease and importantly, more rest.

This gives me more patience and more opportunities to choose patient responses. I really appreciate that because I am certain that patience and wellness are developing side by side within me. It doesn’t take 1/2 an hour for a mindset of impatience to lead me into physical aching.  But, as incentivizing as the avoidance of physical pain is, the real reason I want to become patient is for my kids: the way I respond to them as well as the habits I model to influence how they treat themselves, speak to each other, and envision the world. I wish I had mastered this before I had kids, but perhaps witnessing the transformation will serve them…

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