Here is a little song I wrote
You might want to sing it note for note
Don’t worry be happy
In every life we have some trouble
When you worry you make it double
Don’t worry, be happy……
“Dont’ Worry, Be Happy” Click here to listen to this song while you read this post
I am a worrier! It is getting worse as I get older. I could win prizes for worry. It is completely counter-productive and irrational. Life experiences should have taught me by now that worry gets you nowhere. Surely I should have learned that things have a habit of sorting themselves out, eventually, even if it is not always the way I expected.
I worry about things that are usually totally out of my control as well as things that can, with a little bit of time and effort, be easily solved. Like the greenfly on my roses. All I need to do is get some soapy water and spray them – simple. Why do I worry about greenfly? I have no idea!
I fret about my hostas – are they are ever going to make it to adulthood? The solution is slug pellets, but I worry about using them as I feel I should be completely organic and use other barrier methods but maybe they won’t be effective. Three worries in one hit. No real sensible reason to worry is there? But I do!
Procrastination: putting off important tasks to a later time, is also a failing of mine. Not repairing my shed is a prime example and now I am worrying that is it falling apart and beyond repair. Self-inflicted worry.
If there is nothing to worry about, you can be sure I will find something.
What am I worried about now?
I am going away on holiday. Although I have a dear and trusted friend and neighbour coming to water mid-week, it won’t stop me fretting about my seedlings, buds and cuttings.
What if there is a heavy sudden frost? Maybe it will be so hot, everything will wilt. What if the slugs and snails devour them when my back is turned? What if the foxes have another party in my absence, like they did over New Year? On and on it goes. See, I will find anything and everything to worry about.
I have just read an article about anxiety, worry and relaxing the mind. It tells me: “The past is over, the future is not yet here. Be present in whatever you do.” I really should try to put this into practice, it makes good sense.
Worry really is a pointless exercise, I know that. I need to tell myself that no matter what happens, my garden will still be here when I get back, and regardless of the weather, the slugs or the foxes, nature always recovers.