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Are the perfect time to set intentions for the week.
I’ll be honest, friends, I’ve been struggling. There’s the pandemic . . . and the news . . . and the obvious (and sometimes not so obvious but just as dumbfounding) racism, not just on the national level but in my own circles . . . and the trauma from Dale’s recovery. It’s a lot and I’m worried and anxious a lot more than I ever remember being.
So. This week I’m setting intentions to help me focus on good things. Things I can control and predict. Things that will bring me peace.
This week I will . . .
Journal every day. I’ve gotten away from my journaling but I’m committing right now to a daily practice again, even if it’s just a few doodles or pasting in a photo that makes me happy.
Stop the Facebook scrolling. I had been doing pretty well with limiting my time there but lately I’ve been drawn in and it’s too much. Between the ignorance and hatred I see in some groups, the frightening news articles well meaning friends share, and the drama . . . well, it’s too much right now.
Focus on things I can do. I can’t predict how long Dale’s recovery will take but I can encourage him to work hard at it. I can’t stop people from risky behavior like attending COVID parties (seriously?) but I can weigh the risks and make decisions that feel right for me. I can’t stop racism on my own but I can choose where I spend my money, I can keep reading to educate myself, and I can call out the hatred when I see it.
Underlying all of this I will breathe. I will look for joy. And I will be open to the gifts that come my way.
Let’s have a good week.