I read a quote once that said “life is better messy.”
If that statement is true, life is good, better, best for me.
The messy goes beyond the everyday living clutter around the house. Most of the time … easily taken care of.
It’s the mess in my head. I can clean it out one day … and just like unwashed dishes …back again.
Some days I have control and other days it’s like trying to control grasshoppers.
Making peace with the what was, what is and what if’s,
why do I pick up these daunting tasks?
Why do I not see the futileness of the effort and the energy it seeps from my soul?
Is it because I believe everyone should be responsible for cleaning up their mess and I think somehow I can “fix it”?
Don’t I know that is not always possible?
As my mind goes to what was……….. what am I thinking? really …………what am I thinking?
There’s a better chance of a July snowfall … in the Bahamas than my being able to change what was.
Sure I can learn from it, but why do I relive what was.. only now with a different ending?
And all the what if’s.
There can be a boatload of what if negative thoughts on one of my messy days.
And maybe even a what if positive thought or two.
And those can be fun (what if I win the lottery) unless I set myself up for a big disappointment (didn’t happen)
You see… even the positive thoughts can quickly become negative.
messy, messy messy
My only hope of any control with this mess is……… to go with the what is.
What is the truth, what is within my power to change, what are the things I must accept.
Sounds like the serenity prayer doesn’t it?
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I can,
And wisdom to know the difference.
yes, yes, yes … wisdomness to work with my sometimes messy life.