It was sunny for a little bit this morning when I opened the blinds, but now, it’s a heavy gray again. It’s funny how the weather cooperates.
Even the planet knows. Maybe especially the planet knows.
Speaking of knowing things, ostriches do not actually bury their heads in the sand. Ostriches never buried their heads in the sand; it’s just one of those things that caught on, was useful as a saying and here we are, still saying it.
Burying your head in the sand.
Today I’m thinking that there is a difference between burying your head in the sand and not obsessing over things you cannot control.
A line in that same sand, one might say.
If that one is me.
Obviously we can’t pretend what is happening is not happening. That level of delusion would require a complete disconnect from reality, and not only is that pretty difficult to do, it’s not remotely healthy.
But hyperfocusing on things that are not within our control won’t take us very far either. It is not possible to live every day at 100% anxiety. Where do you go from there if things intensify? How can you function? React?
We need to build self-care into our consumption of the news and current events. And that might include doing what you can; calls; emails; organizing in various ways.
But also it can include crafting or TV or video games or whatever it is that gives you those moments of peace, those moments to let your heart rate settle.
Take your anxiety and go for a walk if you can, or do a workout video on YouTube or clean like you’re in the cleaning Olympics. You can channel it into something that is ultimately taking care of you.
Of course we can’t stick our heads in the sand, even if ostriches never did, because if we did, we couldn’t breathe.
We wouldn’t be able to breathe.
Darkness doesn’t give us room. But blinding light doesn’t let us see any better either.
We each, every one of us, have our point of balance.
Please don’t lose yours.
And have a great Tuesday.
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