Later that evening, Buddy, the Buddha of the family and the youngest, said to me in a kitchen conversation, “Libi, I don’t need to know the way to school because you always get me there. I’m just paying attention to what I’m doing when you drive…”
I nearly fell over from the ah-ha! I felt. I had been struggling to reach a goal that I had set for myself and I was coming up short time and again. I was worrying about the end result, scaring myself, instead of doing the small tasks that were right in front of me, which would eventually get me to where I wanted to go. I would reach the goal by trusting the process and doing my daily part to that end.
Buddy intuitively understood trust and faith. He trusted that I would get him to where he needed to be—that life would support him on his path. He was focused on what he was doing. That’s it! He wasn’t bothered about whether or not he would arrive at the destination. He knew…and simply enjoyed the car ride.
I suggest that we grown-ups trust the driver (the Universe, Spirit, God) and enjoy the ride! We’ll get to where we need to be, one step at a time.