Why is it that for most of us it’s not until a crisis occurs that we make changes to our lives? Do we honestly believe we are Peter Pan living in Never Never Land? Why do we never face our mortality until we’re looking at it face to face or we live with someone who is or a parent or friend is having to face the inevitable until we confront it?
Why is it we muddle along in a career that is unsatisfying and frankly draining the very life out of us complaining day in and day out but not doing anything about it? Why is it that it’s when redundancy looms that we are only then able to sit up and make the changes our life so desperately needs?
Our time is limited, and by the time we’ve reached midlife we’ve in all likelihood got less than half our life ahead.
And yet we live as if our lives are never ending. We don’t make each day count. We hurtle through each day aching with tiredness, one week blurring into the next.
Actively practising mindfulness has made a huge difference to my life. Appreciating that my thoughts create my reality and not the other way round has helped me realise that healing my thoughts is an inside job, it’s my stuff to get straight.
Some thoughts on making every day count.
Choose your thoughts – stop and notice when your thoughts are running away with themselves. Change the soundtrack.
Spend time being mindful – and that means hanging out the washing thoughtfully. Try it. Shower with care, feel the water on your body. Enjoy the sensual sensation. It means making a ritual out of the mundane.
Will this matter in 3 years time? – whatever you’re stressing about today, whatever is occupying your waking hours, whatever seems like an insurmountable problem right now….ask yourself if it’s even going to feature in your thoughts in a few years time? Get some perspective.
What’s really important? – being OCD house proud or spending an afternoon in an art gallery with a friend. Working extra hours resentfully or watching the football with your son/grandson? Of course we all have commitments but make sure you’re doing things that makes your heart sing as well.
Regret is a terrible thing.