I have a confession to make. I think time will wait for me. Yes, completely irrational. I look at the clock, and see that I have 10 minutes left to get ready to head out to make my appointment on time. As I complete preparations somehow I think the clock is still at 10 minutes ‘til. Absurd. Time is waiting for me, right? When I am ready then it will be time to go. And the clock and all of life will fall into line for me.
Never happens to you? Hmmm How often are you late? How often do you take on more than you can possibly do in the allotted time? Maybe you procrastinate and put things off until “someday”, fooling yourself into actually thinking you will get to it.
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In my defense (excuse) I am not a natural planner. I don’t have that gene. My sister does, more about that here. I got the unstructured, think outside the box, no time for the mundane planning and filing and organizing gene. Who has time for that? I am busy getting things done. And often spinning my wheels. The hamster on the wheel that can’t see that she is going nowhere fast. But busy means important, right?
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I feel like this was a magnified state of what I often allow for my mind. Clutter. Procrastinations, feelings of guilt that I don’t address, anger that I nurse, the fears and doubts that I allow to simmer under the surface. All due to postponed decisions.
Like malware running in the background, robbing me of peace, stealing my joy. Mental clutter is an energy drain.
James Clear, the author of Atomic Habits says that “clarity is the elimination of mental clutter”.
It seems like we have become accustomed to operating in a state of "hurry". We feel like we have too much to do and not enough time to do it and in kicks the illusion of the benefit of faster. You know, the belief that “if I hurry I can …”
When I give in to long-ingrained habits I seem to have 2 speeds-the classical hare and turtle. I either rush around or I move at a turtle pace. It’s a cycle. I look at my to-do list and realize I must hurry. (Even now I see my tendency to type as fast as I can. Thus making mistakes and wasting any time that I gained by hurrying (the irony!) And isn’t that the illusion? That hurry means more.
