“Brain fog for me means feeling completely lost in a familiar place.” ~ Cherie Rendon
If you are like a lot of people, making plans seems futile right now; we’re living in limbo-land.
Who knows what the world will look like a year from now?
I have few distractions or stressors compared to most: no bored children or irritable spouse to tend to; slight disruption to my business; a lovely cottage to which I can escape.
I am very fortunate.
I have brain-fog.
It is as though I am no longer able to set goals, or at least the kind of goals and plans I used to make.
I was to have attended the Stratford Shakespeare Festival this summer, and my grandson’s birthday party, and all kinds of other family plans, but my family lives in the States, so, no.
In talking to coaching clients and friends I find that I am not alone. This brain-fog is a common complaint in the midst of uncertainty.
I saw a meme that said, “My brain has too many tabs open.”
We’re concerned about the future, we’re concerned about the present, and we’re juggling balls and spinning plates as best we can—no wonder our brains can’t process goal setting and dream making.
But it’s important to claim the power of a purpose during these challenging times.
Any purpose will do, and maybe make it a bit smaller in scope than you might have a year ago.
Currently, mine is two-fold: grow healthy flowers in the gardens at the cottage – AND – fend off the deer who think my geraniums are a beautiful chef salad prepared especially for them.
Yesterday, I put four hard avocadoes out in the sun on the porch railing to accelerate their ripening; deer don’t do porches.
This morning I found four large pits on the porch. I knew I should have brought them in over night. I even reminded myself to do so, and then forgot.
Too many open tabs.
Today, I’m adding squirrels to my purpose list.