Well, I’ve been awake since 4 this morning. It’s been another insanely productive day, but I’m sure it’s obvious that I am trying to clear my slate before Thursday.
I’m aware that many people are up in arms tonight, as they were last night. I’m also incredibly grateful that my quiet little group is safe and peaceful tonight. We may have our issues in the neighborhood, but our community is also pretty small and sleepy. Well, except for the addicts, who seem to never be sleepy. Haha. Crazy joke.
All of these headlines and news crawls have left me thinking about abuse and power. It happens on small and large scales, and I prefer to paint them all with the same brush (because I can). Really, even if an abuse takes place behind closed doors, it’s no less devastating than what happens in the public eye. Every person we meet has a story, and not all wounds are visible.
Even when they are visible, they can still go unseen.
Tonight, I would like to think of us healing the wounds, even though I know the wounds are all festering still.
“Love yourself, instead of abusing yourself.” ~ Karolina Kurkova
Start there. Just there. It’s simple, but more difficult than you may realize.
Blessings to you all…