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NOVEMBER 3, 2012 9:35PM

A Wise Man Knows How To Wait

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Siddhartha knew how to wait.....and to think and to fast!  This is the famous quote when he meets Kamala and starts to learn about love.

"So it is settled: Siddhartha will return, once he'll have have what he still lacks: clothes, shoes, money. But speak, lovely Kamala, couldn't you still give me one small advice?"

"An advice? Why not? Who wouldn't like to give an advice to a poor, ignorant Samana, who is coming from the jackals of the forest?"

"Dear Kamala, thus advise me where I should go to, that I'll find these three things most quickly?"

"Friend, many would like to know this. You must do what you've learned and ask for money, clothes, and shoes in return. There is no other way for a poor man to obtain money. What might you be able to do?"

"I can think. I can wait. I can fast."

"Nothing else?"

"Nothing. But yes, I can also write poetry. Would you like to give me a kiss for a poem?"

"I would like to, if I'll like your poem. What would be its title?"

Siddhartha spoke, after he had thought about it for a moment, these verses:

Into her shady grove stepped the pretty Kamala, At the grove's entrance stood the brown Samana. Deeply, seeing the lotus's blossom, Bowed that man, and smiling Kamala thanked. More lovely, thought the young man, than offerings for gods, More lovely is offering to pretty Kamala.

Kamala loudly clapped her hands, so that the golden bracelets clanged.

"Beautiful are your verses, oh brown Samana, and truly, I'm losing nothing when I'm giving you a kiss for them."

She beckoned him with her eyes, he tilted his head so that his face touched hers and placed his mouth on that mouth which was like a freshly cracked fig. For a long time, Kamala kissed him, and with a deep astonishment Siddhartha felt how she taught him, how wise she was, how she controlled him, rejected him, lured him, and how after this first one there was to be a long, a well ordered, well tested sequence of kisses, everyone different from the others, he was still to receive. Breathing deeply, he remained standing where he was, and was in this moment astonished like a child about the cornucopia of knowledge and things worth learning, which revealed itself before his eyes."


   I let that quote go on a little long because of the sensual nature of the ending.  Being able to wait is a virtue in all sorts of passions.  Impatience has it's place too though as persistence pays off in this world.  I seem to spend lots of time waiting lately.  I am semi retired and the time drags sometimes.  I can remember being young and wishing for time like this.  My daughter says she would love some time right now.  So what am I waiting for?

   I think I am already where I should be.  The patience of Kamala is a sensual, creative place and in the quote above she goes on to teach Siddhartha the art of love making.  No where else is patience and knowing how to wait for pleasure as intense.  

   I do not have very much patience with people in power.  I tend to want to bring them down.  I could use a dose of humility as I just rebel at following directions and judgments.  I love the creative shows on television like "Project Runway" and "Face Off".  But the judging process is brutal.  Is competition and consummerism so important?  I hate that feeling of deadlines and failure.

  I like to have the time to do things my way without fear.  When a person feels impatient it is usually connected to fear.  We panic that things are not going to go well and we need to act somehow.  I think the evolution of humans has made us as smart and fast as we are because of fear.  

   However survival of the fittest is not the same as it was fifty years ago.  There are skills besides fighting and manipulating that we need.  We need to cultivate patience.  The ability to wait.  

    So I am wishing I was Siddhartha just on the verge of learning about this world and figuring out how to capitalize on his skills of knowing how to think, fast and wait.  It probably didn't hurt that his wealthy upbringing taught him how to read and write.  In the end he winds up helping people ferry across a river.  He lives a simple life where he has plenty of time to be patient. 



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You would think a philosopher lives an easy life, after, they only sit and think. But I doubt they think about it that way, you think?
The traits you like exist, even on a large other more laid back cultures. We are too Puritan for that kind of cool. Well said. R
I do wonder what Siddhartha thought about in his final peaceful years as a ferry man helping people across the river. I bet he thought of Kamala.
Puritans....they drive me nuts. Uptight and fearful. However it is a darn scary world and maybe a little caution is not a bad thing. Patience and knowing how to wait give you time to think and plan.
Learning to conquer impatience has made my life better. I wonder now if I'm too patient, if I don't dawdle when I should be making plans. Oh, well, it's all a circle.
Yes, I think I might be too patient too Phyllis. I let people walk all over me. But that kind of feels good sometimes. It unnerves them.
Beautifully stated. It seems as if everything around us up there conspires against patience, waiting, and contemplating. I could not accomplish anything like these things without withdrawing from that.
Nothing simple about the struggles of Siddhartha... even his final words reflected his life long search: "Strive for your own liberation with diligence." R&R ;-}
" I think the evolution of humans has made us as smart and fast as we are because of fear."
How insightful! How precious is your wisdom which has accrued over time!
Wise, wise woman, you....
Plenty of patiently gained wisdom in this reflection, Zanelle. I started thinking about our cats as I read this, and it occurred to me that a cat can be infinitely patient waiting at a mole hole in the yard or watching some other prey move unwittingly closer and closer. Yet when it's feeding time they're as impatient as kids on Christmas morning. I suspect their show of impatience is an attempt to manipulate us, that it's behavior they've learned in their domestication.