when there is so much action and movement in the heart it can be difficult to miss that simple plane of understanding. Its like, looking for your lost keys in a pile of clothes on the floor. YOu search and search, throwing clothes everywere. But all you need to do really is slowly remove one piece of clothing at a time and set it aside until you find what your looking for. Like the old saying,
"haste makes waste." A simple idea really, though hardly practiced. It used to be my mantra. It helped me to never take anything for granted, it helped me to listen and patient. Now I only have moments of patients, moments of being able to listen without needing to throw my human two cents in.