LAUREL COUNTY, Ky. —
I happen to be one of those crazy busy bodies who really enjoys making a list of “to-do’s” that will envelope every hour of the day, but there comes a time when that list begins to smother out my inner soul like water to a flame.
Most days I feel like Wonder Woman, whipping my phone cord across my desk like the lasso of newsworthy truth and kicking my daily planner’s hiney into next month’s agenda. I’m usually the first person to walk in the office to turn on the lights and breeze through my emails as I intrepidly sip on my bold morning brew. I have at one time, hacked out seven full articles in a single sitting — while diligently listening to the emergency calls that saunter onto the scanner radio.
But despite my best efforts, there is such a thing that we all like to dreadfully call a Monday. This Monday, a migraine made its way into my frontal lobe, the cerebral hemisphere of my brain that is the emotional control center and plays a major role in the planning and execution of every movement. Needless to say, despite my best efforts it wouldn’t allow me to play nice, or execute the to-do list of activities I had planned.
Although, I was not going to giving up without a fight. I made calls at the office, conducted interviews, and even went home to make a healthy lunch followed by chores around the house. In addition, I victoriously killed a cunning spider waiting for me to meet its dead stare upon the bathroom floor. As I returned to work to prepare for my evening of meetings and interviews, my early morning successes began to seem small.
The to-do list left for me to do and the list of things to prepare for the next day were too daunting for me to comprehend, meanwhile that cerebral headache of mine just continued to pound. I then forced myself to stop every single thing I was doing to free my mind of the clutter. I simply asked for some divine help and apologized for having the character of a witch, for lack of a better word. My mother taught me better than that.
With a clear mind and sound divine advice I realized that I did not need to measure myself up to my daily successes, and that I had made idols of my achievements. The next step was to just let the day happen and take my time with whatever task that was left to do.
Sometimes, I feel that many of us make the same mistake I found myself making, and need to get very real with themselves in order to allow themselves to be humbled. This, in fact, does take time, but once the humbling begins a peace will run over you like a calm spring flowing down a mountain.
Do not worry about your life. Life is more than food, clothing, work and success. And we are certainly much more valuable than our to-do lists. Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself — each day has enough troubles of its own. Allow the flame inside of you re-ignite, and learn to take each moment for what it is.