Stress squelches my creativity. When circumstances are difficult and beyond my control, the expressive little fairies in my mind flee and hide under a rock somewhere. So now, not only is there stress, but the joy of being in creative flow disappears. A double whammy.
It is time to take a lesson from the dogs. Do they wallow in regret or wonder about the future? Heck no. Kleptomaniac Bentley allows himself to be distracted by other things, like my favorite wristwatch. I found it mangled in pieces in the yard about an hour after slipping it off my wrist and setting it on the table. Was he consumed with guilt? Not a chance. Did he struggle with self doubt after making a bad choice? No way. Is he losing sleep over causing disappointment? Not by the snores I hear. Does he still have faith that treats will come and he deserves them? Oh yeah. His tail still wags as he waits at the canine cookie jar. Dogs are so about living in the present, taking what they want, even seemingly out of reach.. They live with gusto, follow their intuition ( and their nose) don't drop the ball unless it is to play with something else and they take a nap when tired. They wake up each morning with anticipation and forget about the trip to the vet that was so yesterday. They communicate clearly with a bark, whine or insistent nudge and demand strokes of affection. They grasp the concept of instant forgiveness and are content with the small pleasures in life, a walk, a hug, a cookie and companionship.
Perhaps Bentley was channeling a Greater Wisdom when he destroyed my watch. Stop living by appointments and deadlines. Sometimes the timing is divine and not mine to control. If I must wait on someone else, seize the moment for a walk, a cookie or a nap. Oh, and never skip breakfast. It's the best start to the new day!
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