Coffee mug in hand, field jacket over my jammies and clomping in my garden boots I set out to enjoy the treat of a cool morning. I had anticipation as if it was a snow day and I was running out to play.
I sat a bit while sipping my coffee so that I could catch my barings. While I enjoyed my caffeinated goodness I watched our visiting hummingbirds buzz around the patio. One of our feeders has pretty flowers painted on the sides. The artist drew beautiful petals that really throw one little fella off. At first he'd feverishly peck at the glass. "Tick! Tick! Tick!" Now, he drinks from the spout but every now and then presses his beak against the painted flower petals.
Once the coffee kicked in I took off around the corner to get some work done. I had forgotten how much joy and peace it gives me to piddle around out there. Pacing myself so that I wouldn't over extend myself I snipped back summer plants.
It was a tough year for gardening. The heat was really hard on everything, including me. I just didn't have it in me to tend to each plant like I should have. As I snipped apart my basil plants I was sad that I didn't keep up with them to harvest the seed. A butterfly fluttered by and I was mad at myself for not starting dill plants inside so it would be ready for the swallowtail arrivals.
If only...I should've...If I would've...I wish I had...YUCK! What the heck was that? Was that the foul stench of REGRET lofting it's way into my happy space? Yes. Yes it was.
Regret is one of the useless of emotions that we posses as humans. How much energy do we drain on regretting when we can really use that energy in the current moment?
Look, none of us are perfect and if you're trying to pick yourself up the last thing you need to be focusing on is stupid stuff that happened in the past. It will taint your frame of mind and you'll never see clear to a happy day with stupid regrets weighing you down.
If you find yourself facing the same topic that you find regretful perhaps it's time to address it head on. Maybe jot it down on a piece of paper and "pros and cons" it out until you can find a conclusion.
I don't regret not posting the pic I snapped of my Mom, pre-op for eye surgery on Facebook. It was hilarious really. She looked so cute with her hat on, garage sale type dot sticker over the eye to be operated on. Her expression was priceless and I just knew my sis would love it. My Mom said that it wasn't fair and it wasn't nice. Well...I am nice. And I could hear my Dad's voice say that it wasn't nice. So, I deleted it. That I still regret.