I get stuck in a similar mental trap…lots of plans and thoughts for tomorrow, which is necessary to an extent, but then often distracts me from “today”. Once this happens then I can do this, then that, then the other awesome thing. Next thing I know, my plans are set, it’s 3pm, and nothing good happened today.
I tell myself in regards to your post that sometimes the beauty or power in life is to just lean into the imperfections of things, control my controllables, accept that nowhere is perfect, and just focus on things that impact me directly. Not sure it works, but sounds good.
And thank you for the ear-worm with the Fleetwood song…it’ll be in my head all day now.
It's true. My wife and I have been working toward our Mexican citizenship, mostly as a backup plan for old age. Mexico, unlike my birth country, has a plan to care for aging people.
When it happens, we'll have national rights. But we're under no illusions that we'll ever be accepted as "Mexicans."
Ironically, for some of the people back home, we already are Mexican. Fine by me.
I have often thought that people like “us” need our own passport and identity sort of a “plays well with others” moniker that you can demonstrate and then allows you to live anywhere - it would also allow us to recognize each other better - we’d see each others passports and go oh hey you’re a “world citizen too” and then you’d feel kinship and belonging 🫶🏻
Seriously. I guess I used to think this was the US passport. But I've been witness to enough examples of how we show up in other countries. I'll say nothing of other nations, but I might also be thinking of Canadians. 😉
I get stuck in a similar mental trap…lots of plans and thoughts for tomorrow, which is necessary to an extent, but then often distracts me from “today”. Once this happens then I can do this, then that, then the other awesome thing. Next thing I know, my plans are set, it’s 3pm, and nothing good happened today.
I tell myself in regards to your post that sometimes the beauty or power in life is to just lean into the imperfections of things, control my controllables, accept that nowhere is perfect, and just focus on things that impact me directly. Not sure it works, but sounds good.
And thank you for the ear-worm with the Fleetwood song…it’ll be in my head all day now.
It's true. My wife and I have been working toward our Mexican citizenship, mostly as a backup plan for old age. Mexico, unlike my birth country, has a plan to care for aging people.
When it happens, we'll have national rights. But we're under no illusions that we'll ever be accepted as "Mexicans."
Ironically, for some of the people back home, we already are Mexican. Fine by me.
I have often thought that people like “us” need our own passport and identity sort of a “plays well with others” moniker that you can demonstrate and then allows you to live anywhere - it would also allow us to recognize each other better - we’d see each others passports and go oh hey you’re a “world citizen too” and then you’d feel kinship and belonging 🫶🏻
Seriously. I guess I used to think this was the US passport. But I've been witness to enough examples of how we show up in other countries. I'll say nothing of other nations, but I might also be thinking of Canadians. 😉