I use to worry much more than I do now. Someone even told me once that worrying is hereditary and if you have the right genes for it, you’re screwed. But I refuse to believe that and life has found subtle and obvious ways to prove me right.
All the things I’ve ever worried about have never happened. Yay!
All the things that I would have never in a million years imagined happening have. Boo!
So there ya go. There is absolutely no reason to worry because I have no idea whatsoever what will happen, bad or good, so worrying will not give me any type of preparation anyway.
The way to live a present and peaceful life is to grasp the understanding that life is unpredictable and just about anything can happen. But in accepting that, also know that you are given what you need and none of us escape this life without turmoil and heartbreak.
For everything we gain, there is something we had to lose. If the winter didn’t kill the spring, we wouldn’t get to enjoy all the beauty that sprouts up again, reminding us that life is beautiful. If the ground never got a little shaky under your feet, you wouldn’t hold the ones you love quite as tightly.
Worrying a little means we care. But worrying too much means we don’t believe we have what we need to handle our own lives. And that just isn’t true. Zen only comes from within.