Recently I’ve had cause to fret over various things of various size, which led me to think more about the emotion we call worry. Worry, to me, is a fairly useless emotion unless you use it for what it was intended: as a call to action. Being frozen in place, unable to think, is not what worry is all about – it should be the trigger that gets your brain firing on all cylinders so you can work through your options and priorities, then make a decision about what to do. Monkey Minds worry in circles, and that eats you alive.

If you can’t control it, don’t worry about it. Let go.

Here’s a list of things that have been on my mind, and my thoughts:

The economy. Besides doing the best job I can so my employer values me (therefore staying employed and able to spend money), there is absolutely nothing I can do to change the economy. Not only does my understanding of economics barely scratch the surface, I don’t believe that economists and financial experts know that much more than the average Joe who pays attention. I think when it comes to the “experts”, it’s 25% knowledge and 75% gut guesswork.

My health. This is 90% in my control, 10% genetics. You’re born with the body you’ve got, and it will have its natural weaknesses. However, as I’ve mentioned in other posts, its up to me to keep this body in the best shape I can. That process ebbs and flows depending on immediate priorities, but for the most part I try to stay tuned-up.

My bank account. Totally in my control (including hubby, of course). We decide how much to spend and how much to save. We decide where to cut when the wallet gets thin. We might even decide to pick up a second part-time gig if we feel the need.

D’s homework. This is a recent issue, as this year there is more homework then ever before. Homework is technically not in my control – it’s his responsibility to know what to do, be prepared with all resources, and do the actual work. I’m putting 50% of this in my control for now. Until he’s mature enough to be fully independent in this regard, he needs someone to teach him how to stay organized and check his work. It will come.

Other people’s actions, reactions, perceptions, reality, emotions. Not mine. I’ll do the best I can with my own actions so you can see me clearly, but ultimately your vision is your vision. I can’t truly see through your eyes, I can only guess.

Have something to add to the list? Leave a comment. 🙂