Ed and I love to plan.

We have already scheduled the trips we will take in 2020. We have a month-by-month set of specific timelines to finish the novel we’re writing. And we have detailed plans for each day: Morning salutations 8:00–8:30. Writing 9:00–11:00. Gym 11:00–12:00. Writing 1:00–3:00. Holding each other 3:00–3:30. Tai chi 3:30–4:30.

It’s how we stay efficient, we argue in our defense. Life is short. We have dreams of what we still wish to accomplish in the time we have left, so we create specific plans detailing how we’ll go about achieving them as efficiently as possible.

Planning has worked well for us in the past. It has allowed us to follow our dreams and turn them into realities. It has given us a sense of control over where we were headed and how we were going to get there.

It made us feel like we were in control.

That’s the antithesis of living mindfully, isn’t it? A key principle of mindfulness is letting go of our illusions of control and being fully present in the moment.

The irony about much of our planning today is that it involves scheduling times for mindfulness. By making sure that every day includes a time for stillness, we are in effect planning a specific time each day to let go of planning.

I have to laugh about the absurdity of it.

I wonder what life would be like if Ed and I simply allowed time to flow naturally, without imposing our schedules on it?

I’d like to try that sometime. But first, I need to accomplish what I set out to do today.

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