Let delay lead you to delight.
A year ago I was returning home from a personal retreat. The snow was falling thick along Amish country backroads, which were increasingly becoming unsafe, and I was questioning if I had chosen the right route. Then, at a four way stop, a giant snow plow turned onto my path. Grateful, I inched my way home behind the massive vehicle, which practically escorted me home, all the while reveling in the beauty that was unfolding around me. The drive took me three times longer. And it was glorious.
Delay is mistaken for inconvenience, but it’s true nature is the invitation to slow down and be, and live, fully present.
THIS BEAUTIFUL WAY 