The way I speak is different to the way I write. When I speak, I stutter, and feel like such a grown-up fool. I’ve tried to talk slowly, but busy people look at me uncomfortably, and try to hurry me along.
When I write, I also stutter. But a blank page is more patient than a person, so I let myself stumble and play with the words before I get it right.
You might be a stutterer like me, but in a different area of your life. You might stumble in your relationships and fall down many times in your career.
But don’t worry. The stutterer in you is searching for a place to flourish.
Tomorrow, when I return to the place of Impatience, I’m going to remind myself that there’s a blank page waiting for me to shine.