Two weeks since I last felt true calm, hope, and peace: election day 2024. It was the last day I woke up feeling normal. It was the last day I did yoga. It was the last day I did a tapping meditation.
It was the last day I believed a lie…that there were more people in this country that are moving toward anti-racism, anti-sexism, anti-bigotry….anti-hate!
For two weeks, I have done just enough to get through the days: shower, eat, get my son to school, get myself to work, get our dog out for a walk, and I’ve done it all while having bronchitis. Pre-election, I could feel my body fighting something. I kept staving it off, but the election results did me in. Not only did the head cold move into my chest, but my chest cold developed into bronchitis.
Today, two weeks to the day, I woke up and decided I was done mourning. I have to find my way back to joy and calm. I’m already struggling with my age and my son growing up so fast, that I cannot, no WILL NOT, allow backwards thinking, racist bigots to take anything else from me. And, I was reminded of this quote:
“This, my dear is the greatest challenge to being alive. To witness injustice in the world and not allow it to consume our light.”~ Thich Nhat Hanh
I will continue to resist and speak up, but I won’t be so consumed by the state of things, that I forget about my own light and keeping it lit.