The perfect time


Do you ever struggle with the perfect time to do something, especially when it’s something that is important to you?

Every day, for the past two months at least, I have said “Today as soon as I get up I will write something for my blog” …. and every day I have filled my morning with activities.

Were they necessary – well yes, actually they were …… but so was writing my blog.

Today, sitting outside at 8.00 AM …. at last, here I am, writing.

So what changed? What happened that finally got me to sit sown and do this?

Well, it was making an agreement with another person, someone whom I care about, a person whom I trust with her word.

I’d said last week “I know, let’s make a promise, that by the time we meet again next week we will have sent each other one blog post”. She had accepted my invitation, we made an agreement.

As I sit and think about it some more now, I am aware that I almost let other things come in the way this morning.
I wasn’t sure what to write and I knew I had occasionally written an email to myself with an idea for a topic for a blog post … so I went into my email to look.

In order to do that, I opened Chrome to get to gmail.
Oh dear!!! What a distraction.
How many tabs are open at once- yikes !! Can I close any down?
First, I looked at a few important reminders on my calendar from yesterday that I didn’t have time to do …. my mind started to jump here and there ……… and then, I stopped.
Thankfully I stopped myself in the process of starting to do them.
I told myself NO.

Instead of continuing to whirl, I quickly moved those reminders onto today’s calendar ….. and then I came here to write.

As I write and I read the word NO, I am reminded of a coaching session a long time ago where I heard the words “In order to say YES to something , you have to say NO to something else”.
It’s that simple.
There’ll never be enough time, or the perfect moment.
We all just need to stop, say NO and then say YES.

It’s a choice.
What do you want to say YES to, today?

23 August 2023
08.30 GMT +3 hours
Crete, Greece

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Author: Carole Brown

Born by London Bridge, the river Thames is with me always. I am a true cockney (born within the sound of Bow Bells) though to hear me you would not think so, for I moved aged 9 from the poor east end of London with its docks closing to a tiny Oxfordshire village, population 300, plus its Lord of the Manor! So began my journey of spanning two different worlds. My parents met because of WWII, when my Mum was evacuated from the Isle of Dogs to another small village in rural Oxfordshire. With childhood stories of how my east end family, the Browns, survived the Blitz and of how my Italian grandparents, the Giannandreas, took another leap of faith, leaving Italy to make a new home in Oxford at the turn of the century, it's in my blood to keep moving on, exploring different worlds.

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