Ahh this broken record – that skip, skip repeat.
It has been playing for some time now.
There’s so much suffering. It surfaces at the strangest moments, but most often when I wake in the night. In those hours I wonder how I, how all of us, can honour and carry the challenges of these difficult times and still find meaning, and even joy, in our life. Yes joy.
I feel all this in my body. My heart and belly clench, heavy with yet more bad news. If I can, I name the feeling – worry or sadness – and watch it slowly loosen and sift away.
Then I think of my daughter or granddaughter, and my heart feels lighter. I hear the birds. I watch the perfect snowfall. I take in so much beauty and awe. My body receives all of this too. And for my health, I know that finding joy and ease truly matters.
So when I feel the repeat, the broken record, the bad news, I lift the needle when I can. I pause and turn inward and acknowledge what is here. I find a measure of calm and ask myself what I might do to contribute to more ease in others as well.
I may turn to what restores, remember morning rituals, or go back to posts related to what we do when the going gets tough.
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