Control.

It’s an unwanted and extremely unsettling feeling…  things not going according to plan. Especially when a plan was in place.

 Plans are safe, and they keep us organized and on track. I’ve just had a big lesson recently – something important that I planned for ages in advance went awry, and unfortunately so did I.

 I tried to stay outwardly  calm and pragmatic  and surrender to what seemed to be the will of the world. I got wonderful supportive counsel from the few I chose to tell – ranging from “Trust this, and go with it”  to the surprisingly calming “All will be well”.

 That didn’t stop me from experiencing a roller coaster of emotions – frustration, anger, self-doubt, even fear.

 And then, like magic, the problem resolved itself and everything came back into balance again.

 Amazing though – for the few days it didn’t – so many other things seemed to go wrong. I had a series of small mishaps and other things not happening according to plan – and I wonder in retrospect if that was not more because of my mindset and the negative slant of my thinking.

 Life sends us curve balls – and when it does we need to do what we can logically think of – and then, surrender to the process. This too shall pass. And eventually, all will be well. Just perhaps not the “well” that we originally planned.

 But that is life; and I feel lucky to be living it.