PLAN IT EARTH

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PLAN IT EARTH

The ability to plan

Perhaps humans most amazing achievement

The elevator that has caused mankind to rise

From the mud and rocks to build mighty civilizations

That ability to plan has a dark side

It deteriorates into worry

No one can plan for every possible contingency

Factor in unknown unseen events

That can suddenly appear like a funnel shaped cloud

On the horizon

Healthy planning includes a range of possibilities

While worry is like trying to go full speed ahead with our wheels

Spinning, grinding away, cogitating in endless repetition

But getting nowhere in the thick mud of fear

Watch carefully when planning, a noble skill

Turns into worry, a drain on inner resources

And stop it

Shut down the worry engine 

By grabbing a piece of paper and writing down your plans

Then be done with it

Place it in the hands of fate, the fullness of time

Will reveal what modifications need to be made

To your original plans

Keep your mind like a clear blue sky 

Let the little dark clouds of worry drift past

With every breath, the breeze that blows them away

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