It’s been a hot minute since I’ve been on here. I’ve had my site updated, and to be honest, not entirely sure how to use it. Ha!
So I’m sitting here trying to figure it out. In these uncertain times, isn’t that how we are spending our days…figuring it out? We are such creatures of habit. We create routines to make our days easier and predictable. It comforts us. But what do we do when the routine is completely upended? We begin to construct a NEW routine. It gives us a sense of control over things that are, well, uncontrollable. Why do we think we have this need to control? What is it about a sense of control that we cling to?
I think about this a lot. I used to be the girl who planned for everything. There was contingency for just about every situation. To say that I was obsessed is putting it mildly. I get this from my father, I’m guessing. He was a planner. But even with his best laid plans, life didn’t quite work the way he’d hoped or wanted. For me either. The loss of my father at an early age (he was only 49) taught me that NOTHING is promised. Nothing is guaranteed. This is when my obsessive plan making changed. I began to be less concerned about the plan and more concerned about doing all the things I wanted to do.
I remember when I made the BIG decision to move overseas. There was no plan. NO PLAN!! I remember all the questions people were asking me: what is the plan was always like at the top of list. What IS your PLAN? I couldn’t answer that question because there was no plan. In fact, when I decided to make the change, the only thing I knew was what I didn’t want to do. I didn’t want to stay in my house. I didn’t want to wake up one day having never done the things I wanted to do. So, minus a plan, I packed up, sold stuff, got on a plane, and away I went…just like that. And for 4 years I learned to live day to day–no real plan. If I’m being honest, it was next to impossible to make a lot of plans while living abroad–things don’t work the same way. Most of my planning in the Middle East was planning for my next trip, and really, who am I kidding…I left most of the planning to my travel buddies, and I just went along.
But here’s the truth I learned about “plans”…they don’t always work out. In fact, I’ve found when I do make plans they rarely turn out the way I envisioned. And when I have no plans at all, and something changes or happens that’s unexpected, I usually adapt much better.
So here’s what. While we are all relegated to our new lives of STAY HOME, maybe now isn’t the time for planning. Maybe, just maybe, for now the time is for BEING. Maybe we need to just BE. I hope this finds you healthy and safe. Till next time, XO,
PS. What do you think of the new look? What are you doing to pass the time? What has kept you feeling sane??