When, when, when.
We all want to know the answer to when. As kids in the backseat of the car, the first question my brother would ask my father is when are we going to get there. Anyone from the Carolinas up to the Cape at this moment wants to know when Hurricane Earl is going to hit the coast and hoping it doesn't. I want to know when I will have a book contract in my hands.
But none of us really knows. For sure.
We can guess when the match will be over. We can guesstimate how long it will take before we arrive at our destination. We have a wealth of scientific information and instruments trying to determine exactly when and where Hurricane Earl will hit the coast or if it will. I can set target dates for publication as often as I like. We can predict but we never know exactly when. That is until when shows up.
And even though we know that we still try to control it.
We fight against surrendering to when when will occur by trying to reduce what we don't know as though we were solving a math problem. Or focusing so hard on the when in the distance we forget to notice we did not put gas in the car.
We forget that there are things in our control and there are things out of our control.
We forget to let go to some power greater than ourselves.
We forget to revel in the element of surprise.
We forget that when eventually occurs, if it is supposed to.
Or as my father would say "when it's good and ready."
Do you have a when you want to know the answer to now?
Are you trying to force your whens or surrendering to what you can't control?
Do you know when Hurricane Earl is going to hit the East End of LI, exactly?