This morning I woke to a beautiful day and the certain reality that this blog post needed to be written. Outside my window the mountains beckoned and I could hear the fish from a nearby pond begging me to bring worms.
There were dozens of things I wanted to do and one thing I was obligated to do. I love the opportunity this post gives me to keep in touch with my fans and friends but today, I didn’t feel like doing it.
I am currently on a sabbatical in the beautiful mountains of Colorado. During my time here, I recharge my batteries and restore my body to some sense of physical shape. (Round is a shape)
Yesterday I hiked 4 miles up and down high country ridges and valleys. A total of 3000 ft up and 3000 ft down. By the time I returned home it was almost dark.
On the drive to our cabin I relived the events of the day and these thoughts on handling the ups and downs of life danced in my brain. I hope you find them helpful even if you don’t dance.
When my daughter Traci was just a little girl, I watched as she moved to the edge of a staircase and peaked over the edge. She was only about 8ft in the air but it was a huge jump for a tiny girl. She was about to demonstrate the secret to taking a leap of faith.
The older I get the more I realize there is very little in life I can control. My grandchildren get sick, neighbors struggle, friendships threaten to crumble and I am helpless to change the circumstances or the people in them.
It took about 20 minutes of marriage to realize I was pretty powerless to change my new bride. When our children reached their teen years the myth that I was in control evaporated almost completely. So… what can we do about anything?
I am one of the most organized, disorganized people on the planet. I call it OD! Organized Disorganization. On top of that I have a healthy dose of ADHD Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Dis… Squirrel! Look at the words in that definition.
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Attention Deficit: Can’t pay attention,
Hyperactivity: But always busy doing something.
Are any of you out there like me? Does the influx of tasks seem overwhelming? Does it take you a decade to clean clean your desk and only days for it to disappear beneath a stack of stuff again? Here’s how I am learning to survive.