Waiting for a Train 

Waiting for a train is beautiful; may I tell you about the magic of these deep waiting moments?

Perhaps waiting is one of the few last opportunities left in our hectic lives for not feeling rushed, for not feeling that (or as if) we have to run somewhere.
Right now, your train is late and you can’t run anywhere even if you wanted to. Life sits you down and makes sure that you, the restless, exhausted child, stay still. For how long? Oh, do we have to measure everything? Maybe it will be a few minutes. Maybe an hour.

Or maybe this strange, unusually spacious and unhurried time will make you see in new ways; maybe you will look at your own life with a sense of surprise and even astonishment at all the running, and all the hurrying you’ve done. Maybe you’ll decide that from now on you don’t want to rush as much, that you’ll walk slower, stay still longer, and look at the little corners of the universe you inhabit with a newfound sense of curiosity, attention and wonder. Maybe you’ll even notice the people next to you and be present to them once in a while.
Maybe you will… Ah, the train is here. You gotta run!

If you enjoyed reading this piece, you might also want to read “Catching Myself“, “At the Intersection of Art and Writing“ and “Little Blessings” series. You will find more essays on my homepage, MariaFafardWrites


Hello, my name is Maria Fafard and I am delighted to meet you! I read old books, travel to thin places, think about meaning of life and write about all of these things. I care about people, ideas, and books, believe in power of liberal arts, try to nurture creativity in others and myself, and strive to live a meaningful life. I believe that travel in the physical world is often a symbol for seeking in the realm of mind and spirit, and that wherever we are, countless gifts of joy and wonder are offered to us every day – but we have to be present enough to look up and accept them.

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2 thoughts on “Waiting for a Train ”

  1. Re: Railway – station waiting.
    We just had that when travelling to Rovaniemi, Lapland / Finland for cross country skiing (an ~1000 km trip by train then 200 km by car). To load the car to the train you have to check in 1 hour before departure of the train. We did not see the resulting waiting time as a learning experience, no way to comfortably sit and use the notebook, still, I can see your point.
    On another occasion, we had to redefine our understanding of “learning” when one of my project consortium partners used “I am still learning” for his inability to perform a task for which he had contracted.
    That said, I really love and admire your ways to express aspects of daily life, observations, contemplations and the ability to paint them with words enriching readers life. Thank you, Maria.

    Leena
    Leena Tamminen-Peter, Ergonomist, https://www.linkedin.com/today/author/ltamminen
    letampe[at]gmail.com

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    1. Dear Leena, thank you from the bottom of my heart for leaving such a kind and thoughtful comment for me to cherish and enjoy! Writing and blogging can be lonely endeavors sometimes… but one comment like yours makes it all so richly worth it. … I hope that you enjoyed every moment of skiing g and that you partner’s learning curve is very steep !

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