You know how sometimes you just have an off day? Well, that’s kind of how my Saturday was. I think most people would describe me as a pretty warm, outgoing, friendly and positive person.
Saturday, not so much the case. This past Saturday I was just a ball of just negative energy.
Everything was just going wrong. It’s like I woke up cursed. I knocked over some kids poutine, I was playing in a softball tournament and was way off my game, I stretched my quad muscle, pulled my shoulder.
I was freezing cold.
There was no end to it. Just nothing was going my way. And so I made the executive decision to, once my games were played, head home.
I had a bunch of friends hanging around having a great time watching. But I couldn’t shake my mood. And I didn’t want to drag anyone else down with me.
And worse, I started getting angry at myself for being in such a crap mood. But then, hold up a second. I’m allowed to be in a crap mood.
Emotions, according to Rumi, are unexpected visitors and we need to welcome and entertain them all. They’re clearing us out for some new delight, apparently.
I reminded myself, like dude, it’s okay to not be okay. It’s okay to be in a shitty mood. This is not my regular, but my life is kind of not my regular right now either.
Things are changing around me, I’m preparing myself for a new path on a journey I wasn’t expecting. Of course my emotions and my experiences of them are going to be, well, out of whack.
It’s a funny thing, this life. You try to take back control, and you lose it. You regain it, I guess, eventually, but everything is a process. It’s all this one, big epic adventure. And I think sometimes we lose sight of that.
My mom called and asked me how I was on Saturday. And I said to her, “you know, Mom, I’m okay. I always figure things out. I’ll be okay, as always.”
I was telling those words to my mom. But who else do you think was listening? Well, me. And so I was telling them to myself.
I just strongly believe, that everything works out and that everything is going to be okay. That life really does run in cycles. That everything cycles back. That our happiness is ours for the taking.
Besides, all evidence points to that. You know, that song, “I get knocked down, but I get up again, you’re never going to keep me down!” Well, hey, that’s a good mantra.
So, anyway, Saturday wasn’t a great day. But I had a fantastic Saturday night surrounded by good friends, and food and music. And Sunday was pretty good. And today’s been fine. It’s Monday. It’s been a beautiful, fine day.
Maybe this post is all over the place. I guess my point is this, if you’re having a bad day, let yourself experience it. It’s all part of it. You have to stand in the rain to appreciate the sunshine, kinda deal.
And yes, probably it’s a good idea to be alone. Because, I mean, no one wants to be around negative energy. That shit is bad for the atmosphere. It just draws out the good. And maybe I just needed to be alone. Maybe I’ve been avoiding being alone.
Sometimes we just need to listen to our bodies. Sometimes we just need a break from everything. A time-out. A recess. A restorative practice.
If you’re experiencing the Monday blues. Or if you’re just having an off day. You take time and take care of you.
A book, a bubble bath, maybe a glass of red, and some feel good music. Maybe it’s time you call your mom. Or your sister. Or your friend.
Ah, life, a wild, and wonderful adventure.