Pep talk time.
I’ve said this a few times lately: I’m busy, stressed, uncertain, not sleeping well and damn I dislike cold weather. Yes, I’m a baby when it comes to cold, but at least give me sunshine and I won’t complain as much.
This dreariness drags me down like none other:
My news–junkie politically–attuned self is kiiiiinnndd of enraged by all the nonsense right now. To the extent that I’ve been nearly avoiding news altogether this week… which happens maybe never. I’m not going to open that can of worms here except to say let’s call for a special emergency election and replace every last one of them.
Or maybe Jon and I will just buy an island and ignore everything about anything anywhere in the world. Seems like a reasonable excuse to become a hermit here:
So I need a serious pep talk.
This quote sums me up perfectly at the moment: “Through practice, I’ve come to see that the deepest source of my misery is not wanting things to be the way they are. Not wanting myself to be the way I am. Not wanting the world to be the way it is. Not wanting others to be the way they are. Whenever I’m suffering, I find this war with reality to be at the heart of the problem” (Stephen Cope).
I think I’m fighting with some parts of my reality. What I really need is to create sanctuary in the reality I have.
This means some things I need to change, others need to be left behind, a few things need to be cultivated and others I simply need to accept. I can only change what I can change. Perhaps the trouble comes in understanding what we can change and what we can’t. It’s not always clear. What do I pursue right now and when do I wait? What’s worth fighting for and what should I let go?
Let it be. Three small words impossibly hard to do at times.