Every Little Thing’s Going To Be Alright

What are you most worried about for the future?

Hello my dearest readers, no I am not being blasé with the title to this piece. I had thought long and hard, well 15 minutes to be precise and all I heard was the words

Don’t worry, about a thing, cause everything little thing’s gonna be alright’

No I wasn’t have some sort of episode it was playing on my playlist and I must have zoned in at that point. That then got me to thinking along a different route, I don’t look to the future in a way to worry about anything because what will be will be. I have in the past worried myself into a frazzled ball of fried noodles about, wars, economy, ecological disasters, humanity, my family, next week, global warming, heating my home, my disability, and in general everything there is that I can worry about for the future.

One day a light just flicked on or off I have no idea which and the worry stopped, because worry is stress and stress is added pressure none of us need, plus I don’t like writing this but it has to be said, stress is a killer. So now I don’t worry what the future holds I take life day by day. I do everything I can to be conscientious to the planet within my ability.

I hope this make sense to you. I am just saying I’m done with the worrying about what could be, or even what was, but maybe being more conscious in the NOW is the way forward because it ends most worries immediately.

Except for was that curry too spicy 🌶️ ‘last night’ and is the bathroom empty

Am I writing this but really it’s another form of ‘talking to myself

I need to finish reading this book today just incase‘tomorrow never comes

Oh and all the little phrases in bold are also song titles, seeing as it was the song Three Little Birds sung by Bob Marley that gave me the title for this post

Don’t worry, about a thing
‘Cause every little thing, gonna be all right
Singin’, don’t worry, about a thing
‘Cause every little thing, gonna be all right

Rise up this mornin’
Smile with the risin’ sun
Three little birds
Pitched by my doorstep
Singin’ sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true
Sayin’, “This is my message to you, whoo-hoo”

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