Today as I got out of Greg's truck at work, I opened the back door to get my things. The bag with a glass bottle of water and my lunch and snacks fell to the hard concrete. The bottle of water broke and it spilled over everything. Looking back on that moment now at my desk, I did not get angry or upset but went about doing what was needed to clean up and save what I could. I logged on to Tricycle and found the passage below.

Insight Meditation
Joseph Goldstein

Munindra-ji used to say that in spiritual pracitce, time is not a factor. Practice cannot be measured in time, so let go of the whole notion of when and how long. The practice is a process unfolding, and it unfolds in its own time. It is like the flowers that grow in the spring. Do you pull them up to make them grow faster? I once tried to do that with carrots in my first garden when I was eight years old. It does not work. We do not need any particular length of time for this process of letting things be.