The other day, I saw a headline from Elephant Journal, something about “Dear lover, I’m holding space in my life for you, but I’m not waiting for you.” And I thought this was so profound.  On the surface, this is what you tell yourself, that’s what we all tell each other, right? Don’t wait for the guy, he’ll come when it’s time, when he’s ready. The right one will show up, and you won’t have to actually do anything at all. But it feels a bit like when you work on focusing on other things, ANY other things, it’s like you’re trying to crowd out your focus on “The One.” And…