I love to be spontaneous, as long as it’s planned. We attended a family wedding this weekend. It was a beautiful event, from the ceremony to the reception venue, all perfectly planned. I love a good plan, especially when the outcome is monumental, such as a wedding or a vacation. The wedding couple left for their honeymoon. The bride wanted to be surprised, she did not know the location. Are you kidding me? Who lives like this? My mind would be frantic? Having this amount of faith and trust in others, the Universe and ultimately myself would be impossible. I couldn’t do it. I have to start small. I plan for my spontaneous moments.
Living in balance requires both a plan and spontaneity. My daughter prefers the no plan route. She is open to whatever comes her way, whenever it comes. I am not as flexible. Somewhere between her total lack of a schedule and my need to know what’s happening, we meet. It is not an easy compromise, but a bumpy road, until we both come to an understanding. We are both teachers for each other; me, learning to be spontaneous, and her, learning to plan.
I think the sweet spot is somewhere in the middle. A plan is necessary to know where you are going. Preparations are made, so you have what you need for the journey and destination. Once these are put in place, spontaneity can begin. On the ride, stay open to adjustments, opportunities, and possibilities. Freedom and flexibility can be found in these moments. With a solid plan in place, but one that is malleable, spontaneity can flourish. Adventure and fun are the rewards of planned spontaneity.
Susan J. McFarland
July 16, 2016
After an unconventional week, with a trip to see Hamilton in Chicago, with my daughter, I was back to a routine yesterday. This lasted for a day, as we are now, once again preparing food and gathering items for a beach weekend. In between we picked cherries, went to a local beach, and biked-hiked a new path in the heat.
Spontaneous behavior is not my strength. I like to know what’s coming, but in summer, I give into the knowing and just let it be. Serenity comes when the fussing and fighting ends. Anxiety used to well up inside of me at the thought of doing an unplanned activity. I am now, beginning to relish this treasure. Looking at it as an undiscovered gift to be unwrapped slowly, with care. Enjoying each moment as they pass by. How many presents have I missed because of worry or the need to know? Be open to the presence of presents in your life.
Susan J. McFarland
June 30, 2018