When I am overwhelmed, I often start trying to do this thing.
I start daydreaming about My Perfect Day.
I start thinking about a hypothetical perfect day when I do everything I need to do, perfectly, flawlessly. I work out. I meditate. I call my family. I spend time with friends. I write. I read. On this perfect day, I say and do everything so well that I feel awesome and amazing and never have a bad day again.
I plot out this day. I write lists on lined paper and scrawl My Perfect Day across the top of the paper. I decide on a schedule that I’ll follow every day so that I can ensure that I am taking care of all aspects of myself. My Perfect Day always includes meditation, yoga, running, time with Tee, and all the other things that I’ve deemed I need on a daily basis to keep myself grounded and whole. 
This is a pretty compulsive, over-the-top, uber-planned-out, insane way of living.
I am trying to re-work this strategy.
Because really, I do much better at living life when I take things one day at a time.
I feel kind of disconnected lately. It’s been a long time since I’ve experienced a Moment of Flow – and this is confusing to me, since right now I pretty much have everything I could possibly want in the world!
When I realized this – this lack of flow in my life – I definitely kicked into My Perfect Day mode. “I need to meditate every morning when I wake up!” “No more coffee!” “Yoga during Teddy’s morning nap!”
Yeah – I know that’s not how it works. You can’t plan your way into perfection. All you can do is take things one day at a time and do your best to live with intention.
And hope that the Moments of Flow are on their way.
