It's so pervasive and enticing to get onto a newsfeed and argue with complete strangers - and what do we get out of it? The ego gets fed. It gets a thrill, a sense of being important and having a purpose in the world and of having a voice.
I've been contemplating how and why we as a species are in this predicament where our very existence is under threat from our own actions and increasingly, inactions. Today, as I was packing my books for our upcoming move, I flicked through Wayne W. Dyer's book "Your Sacred Self". As always, when you flick open a page, you get exactly what you need at the right time. It said: "Causing fear is a tactic of the ego...
...opportunity to take stock of the way we live and how we exist in harmony with other life forms and our planet's systems - water, carbon, nitrogen, soil, oceans, climate. Not only that, we have the opportunity to create human systems which help all of life to not only survive, but thrive in this abundant planet.
There's so much good to be found with the climate crisis and in-fact it makes me very excited about the world we are creating. It sounds a bit of a contradiction that I'm looking forward to a potential global mass extinction, but bear with me. There is no question that human activity is causing, and has always caused, changes in our environment - Vikings deforested their lands, Aboriginal people in Australia used fire to hunt, causing both plants and animals to adapt and in 2019, human beings extract coal, gas and oil from the ground and pump it into the atmosphere causing global climates to change. Now, before the conspiracies come...
Kindness isn't some weird hippy, utopia-vision notion - it's a reflection of our inner world - and according to conversations on social media our inner world is in chaos.
Why can't people be nice to each other? My heart aches with the nastiness which fuels the social media platforms that we all inhabit. Even the simplest observations about the world can get us called an "idiot", and worse by complete strangers. Social media emboldens us to say things we might not say in person, but it's now actually coming off line with celebrities inciting violence against protesters or refugees. What sort of person encourages others to run people over and think it's a joke?
I spend most of my unconscious energy trying to push him away because I can't imagine what my life might be if I was happy. I can't imagine what it would feel like, look like or BE like for me.
Last month I went to my psychologist and I told her that I was afraid to be happy. She promptly got up and wrote on the top of a piece of paper "my past" and on the bottom "my happiness" and ripped the words apart. Then placed the two pieces of paper on the floor and told me to stand up. I stood beside "my past" and looked towards "my happiness" and I desperately...