What the heck is going on in our world?! Correction: What the heck is going on in our country?! In my ongoing attempt to keep up with current events, maintain my full-time job, keep a reasonable social calendar, and not neglect my family too much, it's a miracle I'm getting any sleep at all.
Forget yoga, forget meditation, and absolutely forget any sort of regular grocery shopping.
I don't believe I'm alone in my exhaustion. I believe there is a collective pall that has descended upon most of us; a fog blanketing our brains; a rhinoceros sitting on our chests.
There isn't much we can do about the state of our country though (other than vote and care about other human beings). I know I, for one, have limited power to effect change in the culture wars. I can't magically change our president (despite signing all those petitions), or hand pick a Supreme Court Justice (again, petitions). I can't add a few more hours to my day, or tack on a few more days at the end of the month.
I've yet to find someone willing to cook for me, or show up on a whim and massage my aching shoulders. And I certainly can't control all of the divisive Facebook posts that keep popping up on my newsfeed from friends who are attempting (fruitlessly) to convinced a friend of their friend of their friend's sister's husband's cousin, to see the light.
But here's what I can do, and here's what you can do too.
I can stop participating in futile experiences that only serve to poison my soul. Yes, that's one of my newer epiphanies. Certain types of interactions are very much like drinking poison. And while we all have to drink a little poison now and then, we certainly shouldn't make it a staple of our diets.
We're going to get through all of this ick one way or another. One way involves weight gain, wrinkles and an anvil in our gut, and the other involves increased wisdom, a lower pulse rate and nice nails. You decide. I already have.
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