Calm is an astonishing mystical state.
Being in it, a person is capable of doing entirely unthinkable things.
For example, not fussing.
Not rushing to save what is not yet drowning. Not explaining what no one asked him about. Not proving his rightness to someone who came not to listen, but to win. Not grabbing reality by the collar and shouting: “Now quickly explain what is happening!”
A calm person knows how to wait.
Not from weakness. Not from indifference. Not because he does not care.
But because he sees: not every event must immediately be pushed by the shoulder toward the desired outcome.
Sometimes life is still unfolding the fabric of what is happening. Sometimes the meaning has not yet appeared. Sometimes premature action is merely well-disguised panic.
And then the almost impossible begins.
A person is silent. Looks. Breathes. Waits for events to develop further.
That is, he witnesses.
And a witness is not someone who does nothing.
A witness is someone who does not prevent truth from becoming visible before its time...
