Someone asked me if I thought the world was ending, with all the fires and flooding going on. Although jokingly, I was taken aback. For those experiencing this, their world has definitely been affected. Two feet and a heartbeat means keep going. As I sit through another grey day, if I am still here tomorrow then it counts for something. Grey can pull the light out of your life, seasonal depression hits me every year. These blank spaces that pull at you are one day at a time kind of days. Bad days, attract bad mood and can suck you into the drain. You need to look around for the good, I assure you, there are far worse things. There are people that have it plenty worse than you.
I am an empath, and I can adopt others joys and sorrows quickly. Hubby and I were out to dinner and there was a gathering taking place at a table near by. Someone arrived and there was squeals of delight and hugs exchanged and even tears. We got caught up in the moment, watching and returned our gaze to each other with big grins and tears in our eyes. We laugh about that quite often. You can inhale someone’s devastation just as easily. Probably why I don’t watch the news. Getting fired up over the injustices of the world serves no purpose. You can only control you and your world.
Make changes for the better, people get caught up in the, “It’s only me, what can I do?” All the positive changes you make in yourself, spills over. Who is watching, who is being impacted by your example? Who sees something and is led to do something about it? Why do we do the things we do, if you are passionate about something, there is a reason. Sure you can sit on your duff and wallow but nothing will change. Everything starts with one, good or bad. Help yourself, change will come.
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