How Learning to See The Beauty in ‘Waiting’ Have Made Me A More Mindful Person.

Many of us may have said that

“we hate waiting”

We see that waiting as such a waste of time. We demand everything to be fast, quick, as soon as possible, shorten the waiting time, and one in for all to cut anything related to waiting.

Here I am, contrast to most of you who hates waiting, I love waiting. Quiet… pretty much, in fact. Not that I have a very high patience level, no, but I have started to see the beauty in waiting to the point that I love it and always make myself being found in the waiting phase. Okay so perhaps before I tell you how it helps me in becoming a more mindful person, let’s first talk about how I started to see the beauty in waiting, which perhaps to most of you sounds like crazy.

Well, I think this all began with some not-so-long distance of a not-so-much of a relationship I had with someone back when I was in high-school, in 2014–2015. We cannot always meet but there are times when we can arrange a meeting, or meet unintentionally. I have always been eager to wait for that day to come and no matter how much I can’t wait to see him, I found myself enjoying the process quite much because the excitement when it’s finally time is worth of all the waiting. Waiting taught me a feeling that no other events or moments can.

In 2018, when I was in college, I always set a certain day to go to my favorite coffee house chain, and I’ll be waiting for…