When I started these 30 days of goodness (80 years ago) I had this grand idea to be a light and inspiration to others as we go through these difficult times. What I forgot is that I am not the Dalai Lama. I don’t meditate. I don’t say beautiful things…I barely even think before I speak anymore. I’m a freaking mess. I forgot that looking for the good in everything sometimes feels like a lot of bullshit because things are forked up right now! Am I wrong?? Yesterday I had one of those deep cries. The kind where you feel like your heart is being squeezed so hard that it might just throw in the towel. I felt like one of those kids who knows they’re in pain but can’t tell you where it hurts. It hurts everywhere. I’m scared and tired. I’m overwhelmed. I’m trying to quit smoking and that is straight up balls because smoking makes me feel better. But it also dulls the pain. And I’m pretty sure my body was telling me yesterday that it was time feel the pain.
What are you struggling with?
Where does it hurt?
Where are you holding it in your body?
What are you afraid of?
I can’t fix it. But let me sit with you here in your pain. You are not alone. You are loved. You are a vital part of this community we live in. The community has become a lot bigger lately. Just hoping there is enough love and light to get us all through this.
I love you.
Message me if you need someone to talk to.