Ever have one of those days? You know the ones that get off to a bad start and then go downhill faster than a toddler on a runaway scooter? There may be no other reason than you ran out cheerios or you couldn't find matching socks but your head is in that place that no amount of coffee/tea/chocolate/cake can get to. Impenetrable to kindness, good humour or well meaning hugs. Just Meh!
And while you are chasing that runaway toddler on a scooter you can't help thinking about the grubby bathroom you should be sanitising, the best selling novel that you would write or the plan to conquer the world you could create if your brain hadn't turned to playdoh overnight, dried up playdoh, colours all mixed and dried up playdoh.
All this as you stand staring out the kitchen window while your tea gets cold, and a toddler gnaws at your ankle.
And then you remember the words of your friend, follow the energy flow.
Your energy is telling you to postpone those grand plans today. Your energy is pointing you towards simple tasks like walking the dog, building a train track, making more tea, buttering toast. The energy you need for the shoulda woulda coulda's isn't flowing your way today so don't try. You will only feel more defeated.
Just point yourself in the direction the energy is flowing and float along with it. What's the worst that should/would/could happen?
Like she says, "Shoulda woulda coulda are the last words of a fool."