#MondayMotivation When the past comes knocking

My past came knocking this morning, and I have no idea why.

I woke up, switched my phone on and suddenly I was getting mails from the past. Not sure what's up with yahoo but it's like someone broke the 'spam' or 'delete' button because I was getting mails I'm sure I must have deleted in 2011, mails about songs that were released in 2012, and mails about shows that have since aired and stopped, and some of these from accounts i thought i had blocked.
Like wtf?!

Don't you just hate when your past comes knocking?

The annoying thing about this situation was, I had to stop what I was doing then and focus on deleting and plugging whatever hole was leaking.

And isn't that what focusing on the past does to us? We ignore how good it is now and swear it must have been 'gooder' (as my lil cousin would say) in the past. Was it really though? Better back then?
And how can you truly move forward if you keep looking back?

I look back sometimes for analysis. If something worked back then, I wonder what I did differently and if it is possible to keep doing it, I incorporate it again. If something sucked back then, I also try to find out why, to avoid. What I don't like is when I get stuck on things I did wrong in the past.
I must confess, some of the mails i got this morning were great. Like one from a former assistant who now works in management. I did smile while reading some.

We can't fix the past. Some of the people we hurt have passed on or moved on. Some of the things we lost can never be brought back.
We can let the past be a reference that brings us joy or knowledge, but if the memory you are fixated on does neither, stop.

Life is meant to be lived, today.

#TBDaily x #MondayMotivation A Day is a Day is a Day

Growing up, Mondays felt sacred. I watched people treat Monday like a mystical day. You had to 'price' the goods in the market properly, not fight with your neighbours and not give bad or stressful information because 'o saro Monday" (it was early Monday morning).
Okay.

For me, i hated Sunday evenings because they brought the week, not just Monday, but every single day i would have to wake up early, then go to school and get some homework for the next day. Till today, Sunday evenings can be scary for me.

Between university and NYSC, when i could truly let my inner gypsy shine because lectures / classes could be at anytime so Mondays were no longer as special, i fell back to loving each day for what it brought.

It was refreshing to not have Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays etc, but have 'Family Law', 'Js 3' etc. For holidays, days became blurry and Monday (and to a lesser extent, Sunday), lost its scare.

For those of us in the creative industry, or who run companies outside a 9 to 5, the same effect is there. Like i tell people, i work on Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays, Sundays... any day that ends with day.

The best way to tackle these things really is to not attach any special or mystic importance to any day in particular. That is not to say you shouldn't chart your energy levels and know your best days, but when we have all these 'moandays' jokes et al, it just gives 24 hours power. The kind of power we give 'New Year', but without the positive side effects like resolutions.

So this little message is to say, it is all psychological. And if you conquer Monday, you can conquer the week, But remember, after all is said and done, each day is the same twenty four hours. Don't let one day ruin your week. Nor life.