you get what you prepare for.
"Hope for the best, prepare for the worst." Miss me with that. It wasn't until my late 20s, in the midst of the hippiest of eras while living in Thailand, that I realized how much I worry. I'm 35 and a half now and I've noticed that worry is the default setting for a lot of us and to be real with you, I simply don't have time for it. In the past, I'd witness someone dive into all the things that could go wrong and I'd launch a full sermon about how powerful their mind is. I'd want so badly for them to see that they can choose to expect the best case scenario in a capitalistic world that thrives on their gloom. Now? Whateverrr. Think what you wanna think, homie. I simply take note and make sure to either limit my interactions with them or proactively protect my energy when I'm around them. It has nothing to do with them and everything to do with me. I realized that I defaulted to worrying because it was easier. It's the program. If I expected the worst case scenario, I wouldn't be disappointed when I was inevitably let down. What a sad, bleak way to live, no? To be so accustomed to disappointment and failure that you plan for it. Scary shit. I still have a lot of deprogramming to do, but for the most part, I catch the worries so I can challenge them. What if everything works out wonderfully? And if things do go left, what if you're strong enough to handle it with grace - the same way you did all those other times? I hope that this year you choose to demand that great things happen to you. I hope you choose to prepare for the best case scenario. Future You is counting on it. Here’s a collection of resources maed to help you prepare for the best in 2025:
Sidenote: have you also had 197 dreams this week? I usually don't remember any of my dreams and now I've had so many that...I still don't remember any of my dreams lol.
The weather is getting nice again in Maedellin after months of cold, rainy days and my schedule is filling up. I'm lady in the streets and a freak in the spreadsheets - I just LOVE being outside. It's 2:15AM. Tomorrow (today?) is: podcast recording at 9am with Candace, a check-in meeting with the interns (I'll tell you all about that next time), a coworking date with a cutie I met last year, and then a hopefully decent party with Mychal en la noche. No idea when I'll be back, per usual, but until then... Stay kind, |