 Archangel Michael, image from tattoopinners.com My head is so full of news feed articles and photos that make me angry! It's difficult to sort them all out and even more so to tune them out. This is why I didn't write an article yesterday, because what I would have had to say would have made absolutely no sense. From my personal life and things going on around me, to a much larger stage, I see a whole boatload of injustice and I'm sick of it! SICK OF IT! Even people of marginal intelligence know the difference between right and wrong. I see so much that is "wrong", read about it, watch it on the news, hear about it while listening to the radio and little or no "justice" in regards to combating it. I think, "What am I supposed to do about it? Just suck it up as one of those 'not my problem' things? Pretend it isn't happening? Ignore it completely and bury my head in the sand?" Those are things many people do, and maybe, just maybe they do them because they feel the way I do...helpless! It is not a good feeling!
I don't know how to shut down the strong reactions I have to certain things. I don't know what to do with all of the feelings they drag from me and I certainly don't know how to make whatever "it" is that's bothering me...better. I am not a "just look away and let it go" kind of girl! It's Friday and I should be happy. I have more blessings than I can count and a life I am in love with. Instead of that being at the forefront of my mind, I am caught in this quagmire of twisted, tangled global politics, our own politics here in the United States, and a justice system that is an epic failure (which pretty much applies to any Nation around the world, not just the ones right here at home). How I will dig myself out from under this is beyond me, but I do fervently wish all of you a stellar weekend! Sincerely, A.
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I grew up in rural North Carolina. When I was only nineteen, I moved away and became a military wife. My only aspiration at that tender time in my life was to create an adult life that "fixed" all of the "injustices" of my childhood. Secretly, however, I wanted to reach for the sky! I wanted to be a writer and find ways to "save the world" (my mother used to say, "You have Save the World Syndrome".). Mostly, I wanted to matter. Archives
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