Artist. Writer. Seeker of truth. Amplify the light.
If you’re like me, you have a tendency to be aware of, or to feel responsible for, the feelings and emotions of others. This can be a disorienting perspective, because you get into the habits of compromising, accommodating, and catering to their needs, at the cost of your own wellbeing.
For much of my life, I’ve done this in unhealthy ways.
I woke up with a heavy heart today. Hard to say why… but not really. Maybe something in the forgotten dream is lingering. Maybe it’s the last few weeks of the tumult and uncertainty of this personal transitional moment, or the never-ending string of such moments.
Living in a culture that is rife with trauma, we’re not too keen on experiencing more and different kinds of pain, especially when it comes to matters of the heart. Thus, we’re too often in the frame of mind that reaches for the broad, soaked paintbrush that allows us to dismiss someone or something based on what may only be a minor trait or concern—perhaps because we were triggered by something that isn’t supposed to bother us anymore.
The many ups and downs of life can, and will, overwhelm us. Whether you have a family, are a single parent, or are just plain…
The ways in which we go about our everyday have a tendency of repeating themselves. We complain about the same things, defer and delay the same things, shy away from the same things, and oddly, wonder why life keeps offering us the same things.
