Patience?

I've been trying to work recently with the idea, 'when in doubt, wait it out', basically working around the thought that if you come to a difficult situation sometimes it's helpful to just trundle along until the circumstances change just enough to clean the windows of possibility for me again. Sometimes waiting dissolves the windows entirely so that the possibilities simply present themselves. Sometimes waiting just reminds me that sometimes I am not always a patient person. Maybe true patience dissolves the sense of waiting? What does it mean when people say, 'they tested my patience' or 'there are limits to my patience'? How can there be limits to patience? With true patience I imagine there is nothing to limit, being an attitude and all. I don't know.

I think I'd link this idea into my recent (and often inadequate) attempt to not make too many decisions in my life, my felt need for a decision often indicating that I haven't been gentle with either the situation, with others, or with myself. Decisions, I have found, are often born where gentleness doesn't feel at home. I haven't yet got to the point, though, where holding back on decision-making has become second nature, and last night I made a decision and acted upon it before I had really thought it through. Wouldn't be the first time. I'm hoping the consequences aren't too momentous! :)