As I watch the world unfold, I find myself struggling; wondering how to make sense of a senseless situation.
Maybe it’s just me, but the world seems to be getting colder, (and I don’t mean the weather). Public figures are speaking out in unspeakable ways; the media is leading us on a terrifying ride through the bowels of insanity, while the public bickers and fights tooth and nail to berate and humiliate anybody who dares to have a different opinion.
Half truths and full blown lies are presented as facts. And even more disturbing, is that people are believing these “facts” without question. Differing opinions are dividing the world into splinters. Jagged, piercing splinters carrying the poison of righteous indignation.
In my wildest nightmares I never imagined that our world, in this day and age, would be so full of hate and anger.
Take a deep breath!
Call me naïve, but I really believe that if we don’t start working together, we’re doomed.
Fighting against one another is senseless, not to mention futile. Do we like living in a world on the brink of disaster? Do we want our future to be a dark and looming cloud? Don’t we care about what we’re leaving behind for our children? Why would any one of us carry the unbearable weight of hate and anger willingly?
I could go on and on… I am so frustrated and discouraged. Some days it takes my breath away.
How do I make sense of a senseless situation?
I remind myself that I am different. I am a different person, with different experiences, and different circumstances; in a different place, surrounded by different people. Some things are within my control and others are not.
I acknowledge that I can only work with the tools that I have. I can only develop new tools through learning and experience. What I don’t know today, I will likely learn.
I realize that there is nothing about me that makes me any better or any worse than anybody else. I don’t need to be filthy rich, and I don’t need to look like a supermodel. I don’t need to work a glamorous job, or go to exotic locations. I measure my worth by how I treat the people around me. When I fall short, I work on solutions and not blame.
I understand that I am free to choose my own religion, or not. I am free to live my life in a way that makes sense, and feels right for me. Every one of us should have that right.
It makes sense to me that if I connect with my own personal thought and beliefs I will, in turn, develop a better understanding of the people around me.
If we can understand the people around us, we have something to work with.
If we can find one shred of common ground, we have something to build on.
If we can offer compassion, understanding and empathy instead of fear, hatred and intolerance, we open a path to healing.
We all want to create something great in our lives. But what good is great, if you’ve got nobody to share it with?