It’s back to reality this morning, and my thoughts are scattered and garbled. I’m thinking of the hurricane ripping across Louisiana and parts of Mississippi. I’m thinking of the people in Afghanistan and our troops. I’m thinking of people who want to argue about vaccines and COVID, not to mention the people who are actually sick. I’m thinking of all the stuff I have to do, need to do, want to do. I’m thinking about our schedule for the week. I’m thinking about my house that needs vacuuming. Projects I need to finish.
Where do I start? Do I have enough time? Can I get it all done?
I’m in a daily wrestling match with my thoughts. And I’m inclined to just put them down. Let it all go. Pick out the most important things, and screw the rest.
Should we really be only focused on work, fear, strife, lists, appointments…all the things…all the time?
What if I just…didn’t?
Is there a balance?
I just got back from a trip where I didn’t think of quite so many things. I got rest. I ate good food. I explored. I was in love. Should I only be allowed to NOT think of all the things when I’m on a trip?
What if I choose NOT to make reality quite so cumbersome and heavy and instead, make it more like my trip?
That’s what I’ll try to do today. If I don’t want my reality, my everyday life, to be full of worry, concerns, tasks, burdens, I can opt out. Change it. Refuse to participate. Pray. Ask for help. Rearrange my priorities. Surround myself with goodness.
Can we change our reality?