With age and experience, you will be happy to know, growth becomes a conscious, recognized process. Still somewhat frightening, but at least understood for what it is. Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of personality is about to be revealed.
This is from “Living By The Word: Selected Writings 1973-1987” by Alice Walker
I am waiting, holding my breath right now. What do I really want to be the next step? Perhaps this is my final cup of opportunity at the Last Chance Café… where do I walk to from here?
Restlessness disguised as stillness.
What else, then, is required?
The realization that as long as there is joy in creation there will always be new creations to discover, or to rediscover, and that a prime place to look is within and about the self.