When you think about the days that have passed and the days that are to come, does it all roll into one?
Does today feel like yesterday?
Will tomorrow be different to today?
Sometimes, without you even realising you’ll find your life has become a blur of sameness. You do the same thing each day with little conscious awareness.
By the time it gets to Friday, if someone asked you to recall your week all the days blur into one because there is little to differentiate them.
When life gets this way, it helps to give yourself a little time each day to be more mindful about how you’re spending your time.
I recently found a scrap of paper with a few sentences scrawled on it. I’d forgotten about this particular moment but as I read my words it all came flooding back.
I’d written down some thoughts about a conversation I had with someone over lunch. It was from around 4 years ago which reminded me how quickly things can change because I’m living a totally different life now.
But what really surprised me is how clearly, I could remember that moment.
This is one of the reasons I love to write, I’m able to make notes of things that are meaningful to me and look back on them years later. What’s even better is that I remember how I felt.
As great as photo’s are, they could have never captured this moment the way that words have.
I’m a big believer in self-help and mind management, mostly based on my own experiences of how I’ve learnt and implemented things into my life that have transformed it.
I was recently talking ‘minds stuff’ with someone and I used my favourite analogy of going through the filing cabinets of your mind.
It’s like we all have our own personal filing systems that have a log of all our experiences and thoughts and sometimes it’s a mess.
It’s not always easy to manage more cabinets of information than you can counts on your fingers and toes.
When you take a wander down the hallways of your mind and flick through the files of information, you’ll often end up coming across things you forgotten even existed
The time when you and your sister played outside your childhood home on the pink barbie scooter or the book on insects you used to read as a kid that terrified you because it had illustrations of cockroaches about 100 times bigger than they are in real life.
I was 18 years old sitting on a swing in a park at dusk. I felt lost at the time and also a little hopeless. I didn’t know what to do, what I should or even could do and so I sat swinging on the swing.
It was a return to something I loved to do as a kid that brought me joy at a time in my life when I needed it.
The spirit of your childhood self works like a medicine, it can clear the fog in your mind and give you a fresh perspective.
With age we often loose that spark we had as children that freedom and care free attitude.
I used to do all kinds of things when I was younger just because I could. At school I played football and netball but was also in the dance, music, cooking and sewing club. I was probably the worst on the netball team and my sense of rhythm is enthusiastic, but it was always still fun.
I did things because the opportunity was there, and I took it. For me it was always just about doing things, not about how good I was or being better than anyone else.
That is probably one of the main things I miss as I’ve gotten older and as I spend more time returning to the pastimes of my past self, I’m also making an effort to return to that old mindset.
Do more, think less.