Healing

Yesterday, I fielded some emotional calls, perused the interesting feedback from both sides, and encountered people in the community that were teetering on the edge.  While I fully understood the frustration, I was and am eager to move on with my life.

When I walked into my writing group – which by the way is my haven- I was bombarded with their anger, sadness, and annoyance over the outcome.   Like I wrote yesterday, I feel the need to move forward and be open to this new administration. Acceptance does not mean I am pleased with the outcome, it simply means I have become comfortable with being uncomfortable.  I can’t and won’t allow this to rob me of my serenity or my belief that something good will come out of this.

My sanctuary of writing was taken hostage by the message of doom.   Two and half hours later, I left there feeling less than charitable and more pissed that politics seeped into my peaceful nook.     Writing gives me an escape.  It provides me with a space that breaks me free from the chaos around me.    Now, I am being sent links to read about why the election turned out the way it did, which I simply delete.    It is as if the election will never end.

By carrying resentment, anger, and pure venom about the outcome, we are simply contributing to the problem.    Do I think our government is broken?  Absolutely.  Do I think change needs to occur?   Yes.  But, my primary focus is my family, community, and those things that I can immerse myself in and make a difference.   I understand it will take some time for many to move forward.  It is like when someone dies, the funeral is over, and you are left in a puddle of grief while life marches on…..it is a process.  Be gentle with yourself.   Have faith.   But most of all stay in the day.  Projecting into the future does not change the present.