I think that we need a reminder that, despite the circumstances, we are the ones that continue to create the world made for us. That we are an expression of life and as such, we give life to others. It matters.
Through the individual hearts, thoughts, actions - we help life to vibrate with more clarity and strength. Nobody will ever take it away, no muzzle, no six feet distance, no worldly upset.
We make a day better for a person on the street that seems lost and needs help. We wave to neighbors and express sympathy to a friend. We pay for coffee for the person six feet behind us.
A lady walked in our store, looking a bit rushed. She wore a mask (Washington has mandatory masks rule), she sanitized her hands at our sanitizing station, she observed blue arrows on a floor. I greeted her and she asked "How is the store doing? How are you guys holding up?"
I took a breath and stopped myself from answering her question by telling her EVERYTHING uncontrollably
The area is a home for many Native American tribes with numerous cultures and languages.
To have the courage for the next step, when you feel like curling in a ball with a pillow over your head, has always been a mystery to me.
Yet, I want to share two survival skills that help me when the anxiety feels squashing me.
First - we are never ever alone.
We are never ever here just for ourselves - we are here to be of service to others.
Second - is even more important.
In each of us, there is a well of resilience.
It’s carried from your grand-grand-parents in your DNA. Via them, you have survived, like they survived moments of unimaginable fear and pain and it passed.
Instead of focusing on the deluge of snow, rain or gloomy skies in our Pacific Northwest, it is so nice to attend to subject much nicer - like Love.
And it is not only just nicer – the science already proved that oxytocin, the hormone and a neurotransmitter released in a body by emotions of love, truly does miracles.
I keep dreaming. The words come to my mind thinking of fashion icons I admire but I don't wear what they do. Why is it so hard to define our special unique style?
It may be because defining your style is defining your identity and that is hard to put the finger on. It has as much to do with looks as with how it makes us feel – just like we love a good friend for how we feel together.
Or years like these. When not that much seem to be going right. I search the soul till it hurts, trying to see what I can’t see yet, and still come empty.
When the frustration boils over too far, I have a solution – “Go Outside”. “Go to that tree”. "Notice its strength devoid of any pretense".
