Going with the flow.

This is a bit of a strange concept for me, I’m someone who likes to be organised regardless of what the day has presented me with.

Since the beginning of the year, my aim has been to be better organised. My granddaughter has been staying with me since the end of October as her mum is really ill with her mental health. Juggling the needs of a neurodivergent 9 year old with uni work, a project for my thesis, and chronic illness definitely needs a lot of structure.

I set my planners up in late December, I was quite unwell at Xmas with flu, so it was an activity I worked on whilst stuck in bed. I’d got control as my word for the year, I know, not so ethj g you’d expect! Nevertheless, I thought I would just work with it to see where it led me.

The busyness needed structure, and my planners were primed for the time management I had been planning to set up. Being ill had really knocked me for six,the fatigue was pretty much preventing me from getting stuck into what I was trying to do.

Late last week, I delved deep into my thoughts and unearthed four words that had been popping up so randomly for me for around three weeks – go with the flow. I accepted what I was being presented with and figured I’d let this thought process lead me where I was being nudged to go.

I have to say, it really feels weird to allow my intuitive self to take the lead rather than my conscious mind. The urge to take control of a situation or to follow a structured route throughout the day is overwhelming. I’m not ready to give in just yet….

Go with the flow.