It’s so funny how we make plans. I’m going to do this today, and that tomorrow, and then next week or next month or next year…yadda yadda yadda

Of course we have to plan. It’s imperative to be organized and focused. But the thing is, life just goes along as it will and we have no control over the curve balls that come our way.

The other day, my little guy was up all night with a stomach bug. That meant I couldn’t be at the hospital before dawn yesterday to kiss my dad before he went in for knee replacement surgery. That’s life. I got to the hospital later in the morning, and spent the afternoon comforting my son and my father (and grabbing much-needed shut-eye).

I took the day as it presented itself. Did what needed to be done. Work is always there and it will get done – if not now, then later. Or if now, then later I can do other things.

There has to be a certain degree of flexibility in everything we do. If we are tied to outcomes and expectations, committed to a certain way of things happening, well, we’re going to be disappointed. And stressed. And tense. Because life doesn’t work that way.

If we believe there is a bigger picture and a higher power and a plan for everything that maybe we don’t quite know but we trust, then life is so much easier. Let it unfold as it will. It’s going to anyway – and to be stressed about it is just a waste of time and energy. It’s what makes us sick.

Yesterday, my eldest son asked me how long I think the ceasefire will last between Israel and the Palestinians. I said I don’t know. He said, “I hope it lasts.” I said, “Me too, but if it doesn’t, it’ll all be fine in the end.”

And then he said, “What if the United States were to attack Israel – who is stronger?” I said that was unlikely to happen, as the U.S. and Israel are allies, and pretty strong ones at that. And he pressed on. “Yes, but what IF it does?” I finally had to say that I wouldn’t engage in such a conversation because right here, right now, it’s not an issue. Why worry about something that may never happen?

It’s taken much of my life to get this to point of equilibrium and trust, but I’ve arrived and the view from here is so much better than the view from Worry Hill.

Because ultimately, it’s so arrogant to believe that we are in control, we have it all figured out, we know everything. And so damn risky.

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