Last night I had relentless storefront Baha’i Center dreams. I woke up exhausted. There is so much to be done. My two big personal hurdles are a) impatience and b) passion. River told me last night that I should a) practice more patience and b) harness the passion, because we need it. Sometimes, in metaphorically lighting fires under people’s rear ends, I accidentally catch stuff on fire and really piss people off, and I’d rather avoid that. On the other hand, I can be useful, given fire-proof boundaries of some proverbial sort.
As for the patience issue, I just have no clue. Being patient, for me, often has to entail having something else to do, like to keep my hands busy in order to prevent my mind from going nuts. I probably need a lot of physical activity that I’m not getting, just to let the mental engine run out. If I’m not pissing off my community with the overwrought passion, I’ll do it by being impatient.