Okay, so I spent most of last year worrying: about the publishing business in general (and what the turmoil would mean for authors like me in particular), some health problems, my dwindling 401-K, the fact that I gained a few pounds, that I couldn’t go to three step classes, plus Zumba AND Latin Impact in the same week without my body aching all over, yada, yada, yada. I paid a visit to worry, and boy, was I having a good time there.
Now, here it is a new year, and things are ever…so….slowly…beginning to pick up…. Books came through; (so again, my worrying was not worth the effort); there are emerging prospects out there, scads of new technologies to investigate, health problems over. So, you think I’d be ecstatic. I am….but there is that old “waiting for the other shoe to drop” syndrome I wrote about in my book. The old “things are too good, so I’d better expect something bad” feeling. Then I remembered John 10:10….”The thief comes only in order to steal, kill, and destroy. I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance.”
“Goodie gumdrops,” I said to myself. Then I thought: Hey, this is Life 2.0, and I’m shooing those devilish negative joy zappers away. I’m accepting the joy I’ve been blessed with today. The sun is out; I’m above ground; I have work to do. “Life,” as the bumper sticker says, “is good.” And I’m not spoiling it with worrisome thoughts.
And you shouldn’t either. Marcus Aurelius said, “Our lives are what our thoughts make them.” And that goes for all you who’re anxious of heart. So, Carpe diem!