I feel like sometimes I'm the worst time traveler in the world. No matter how hard I try, I cannot reverse time. I remember during COVID I spent so much time looking forward to when we would go *back* to normal. And I'm still waiting to be able to walk through Airport Security with my shoes on since September 11th 2001. I also spent a lot of time in my 30s trying to go back to my 20s, and a lot of time in my 40s trying to go back to my 30s.
Phew, that got dark! And yet somehow as a failed time traveller, I also spend a lot of time in the future. What if nobody listens to my podcast. What if a company I launch is successful and I get too many clients. What if my children don't get into the right college. What if there's another COVID outbreak during a family vacation?
Neither of these situations are particularly useful for me. If I dwell too much on the past, I I feel like the landscape of my timeline has shifts to downhill, and I'm just clawing to stay in the past, without acknowledging my terrain has shifted. To stay present, I have to let go of my past, I gotta get centered. I gotta practice gratitude for the here and now, and I gotta stop worrying about what could go wrong, and start helping things go right.
