Play it again, Sam

Greetings!


Just when you think your plan is in place, sailing along and being grateful, a message flies in that grabs your attention and sends you on to a new discovery - or three.


I've said this many times in other words, but Joyce Meyer said it best last week on her television broadcast when she said, "Don't worship your plan."


I loved it, shared it with others, then found myself smack in the middle of my own plan, not once but three times, wondering why I was disappointed, conflicted, sad or angry when things did not work out as I expected these past few days.  "Don't worship your plan."  Ooooh that echo again and again.


I've created this ideal life outline.  Not a plan so structured that it limits me, but a plan nonetheless.  I think I am on the right track to visualize what I choose to create, but the unsettling nature of these incidents reminds me once again that the only way to live well and with peace is to breathe and move from one thing to the next, following wise counsel to "pay attention to where my attention is."
Period.


Now, when we share our lives with others we are programmed to make plans.  So, as we "planned" to go to the 99th birthday party of a cousin today, I arranged with my mother, aunt and cousin to pick them up and drive into Wisconsin.  As I drove over I had flashes of my uncle picking them up.  Odd, I thought, and dismissed it.  After waiting a while, finally speaking with my aunt on her cell phone, I....well, I won't go into all the bizarre details.  Suffice to say that my uncle did pick them up about a half hour before I got there.


I proceeded to pick up Anita and off we went, the two of us, to Osceola (phone in hand since my aunt was to be my navigator).  
It was a great party.  My temporary headache disappeared with the first laughter, shared with the man of the hour.  I brought everyone home.  


I could say that planning with folks of advanced age is the wrinkle in a plan, but my other "plans" that dissolved involved folks my age or much younger.  So there you go.


To stay in the moment, breathing, is the key, of course.  Plans come and they go.  If I am at peace with myself, no shift in activity is of any consequence.  I wonder if I will live long enough to disappear all the snags life presents me; to delve into and dis-create all the karmic puzzles in my Plan.  Best not to plan it.


Breathing,
I am Phyl-EL