How is it that my life seems to be coming together and the rest of the world seems to be falling apart? I’ve retreated from the world at large while I’ve been focusing on balancing my life – with a new job that I love, my own personal growth, and trying to stand in my truth.
First it was the “Freedom Convoy” in Ottawa, which frankly, was a bunch of privileged people throwing a hissy fit, until Mom & Dad stepped in and kicked them out. To Russia bombing Ukraine – a war. In 2022. It’s mind-boggling that something so outrageous is happening as we speak. Have we learned nothing over the years? Being somewhat empathetic, I feel powerless on a global scale. How am I so selfish as to focus on me, when there are people fighting for their right to life?
I need to though. As they say, you cannot pour from an empty cup. I need to find my confidence once again and stand tall. I need to be confident in my training as we prepare to move out of it and into actual production at work. I need to be confident as a capable woman, and stop saying that I think I can, and start saying, “I know I can.” I can. The words seem strange on my tongue. I know I can. I can do that.
But this doesn’t mean that my heart doesn’t break for the world around me. There was a stabbing in my sleepy village a couple of days ago. Coronavirus. My friends are hurting. War. Global warming. Deforestation. Overuse of plastics. Destruction of animal habitats. There’s no shortage of things that pull at the heartstrings.
“I’m phenomenal. I’m enough. I don’t need you to tell me who to be.” – Kelly Clarkson, Broken & Beautiful
We are all of these things.
I am all of these things.
E. E. Wildwood 