I’ve been pushing people. They have complained, and still complain, and the solution is so obvious to me. If those who complain would re-direct that energy to write (*snort*) right the wrong or fill the gap, the wrong would be righted and the gap would be filled. Those around me have more than enough brains, wits, and willpower to pull these things off. The resources exist, and are available with minimal effort.

Then there is my role to play. I am a catalyst by nature. If they didn’t need my influence to push them forward, why are they near me? Why do they orbit me if I am not to influence their orbit? Of course, this ignores what they want. Complete disregard for their autonomous will. It is my frustration-driven attempt to spur along intentionally that causes the issue. The key to this is that I am a catalyst naturally. I don’t have to expend energy or enact my own will for this, it simply is. And, as in other things in my life, adding purposeful intent just borks things all to hell.

Continual lesson in letting go and learning to simply live.