The older I get, the more I marvel at people who've been able to keep the engine going in their lives for as long as they have.
This is a tough moment... oh, everywhere. In it, I find myself more often than not noticing a quiet in my heart where all hopes for better once existed.
But also, the *world* feels small these days: petty, cruel, and immature.
So again...
I really admire those able to stick it out long term.
It takes work to keep believing in the work: some years more than most. 💙
It takes effort. It takes a bit of surrender. Easy or hard, soft or vigilant, it requires all the methods. All the acceptance. All the line drawing, of what I can deal with right this moment, and what I need to go to the well of nature to find a way forward. Yet there is always a way forward to be found. Do not be anxious that you do not yet know the way.
Observe nature, she has tricks to teach you, on the how and why, of action, or inaction.
@corlin
Each time I read this reply it fills me with tears, so there is clearly a truth in it I needed to hear. Thank you.