What if Love is the Answer
I have been thinking about all that is happening in the world and how it seems we are in a state of flux. We have riots, hate crimes, people looking for connections, but feeling lost, broken familial bonds, angst and unrest.
What a list! I don't know about you, but I get exhausted just reading that first paragraph. I've begun the habit of hiding posts on FaceBook because it hurts to see what is happening out 'there'. I did the same thing in 1991 when the Gulf War was on TV. I was glued to the set while going about my day as a stay at home mom of three children. I knew I was in trouble when airplanes flew overhead and I would start to panic and scream from the anxiety. I stopped watching news and reading the paper.
My stress levels eased off and I felt better. Now, fast forward three decades and I am doing the same thing with my social media. Hiding the hate, sarcasm, racism, all the 'isms' because it makes me feel hopeless, and worse, helpless.
I cannot control how others see the world, only what I see and what I feel. I want a peaceful life. I want clarity, tranquility, logic, calmness and hope. Tuning in to what I want rather than looking at the hate makes me feel stronger. So, I hide the comments and posts and the statuses of people who are in a state of anxiety, which to me, feels almost like they are stuck in a whirlwind of destruction.
I get it, I really do. Some people need that adrenaline rush, that need to change the world, that anger to drive them to change. If that works for you, go ahead. I was like that a few decades ago too.
Now, I crave serenity and it had changed me as a person. I willfully desire stillness in this world of mass confusion. I write, practise yoga, read, hang out with happy people, make solid connections with people I truly love, play with my dogs, use essential oils, research, eat healthy, drink lots of organic tea. and smile.
I am the change I want to see in the world.
Peace and Love.