I should have noted that I lost my train of thought and would be back because I had a point and was going somewhere.
There was a big HOWEVER not written in my post " Finding your Joy"
Don't think I live in la la land and merrily breeze through life refusing to see the hurt and pain in the world . I know pain well and it lives with me each day as a reminder that I'm alive,and even though there are bumps in my journey I still feel blessed to be here.
Don't think I don't feel the pain in the world as people starve, kill, wage war , and rape the earth. It hurts me deeply to see and hear of animals and children terribly abused, and see dolphins beach themselves probably due to the environment we are bent on destroying. Sometimes it is too hard to bear and I could easily be overwhelmed by it, and swallowed by pain and negativity ,but I SEE and FEEL it .
I feel pain and sorrow for the person who looks for answers to life in a bottle of booze , or drugs. I hurt too ,when those I love and care about hurt.
My point was going to be that we all must do what we can even on a small scale , it matters.
A random act of kindness matters.
It all matters , and we each have a responsibility.
We must find joy in spite of all that threatens to tear us down,and make us despair ... It will render us useless and helpless TO DO anything, thinking it won't matter anyway.
To be rendered hopeless, selfish, joyless , is such a waste of life.
Living joyfully gives you strength to go on whether it be your own personal struggles or some of the reasons I mentioned earlier.
We are all responsible to give back and help in some way. Maybe your selfless actions will save a life ( like an organ donor)!
Maybe a simple act of kindness to a stranger will make them think and act likewise, like a ripple effect.
The reason I can remain hopeful and able to go on is because I find strength in feeling joy, and simple gratitude.
When I was very ill before my transplant, it was hard to resist despair when I felt so terrible.
Each evening before the sun went down but the sky was still pink, and blue and orange, I'd sit on the patio and watch it, and the birds in my feeders.
This gave me joy and I was thankful for that moment.
It gave me some respite and helped me to remain strong and positive. I never gave up hope.
Now that I am well, I still do this.
Finding my joy each day is what keeps me grounded, remembering my second chance at life as I strive to be the person I was meant to be.
THAT, I am still discovering.
There was a big HOWEVER not written in my post " Finding your Joy"
Don't think I live in la la land and merrily breeze through life refusing to see the hurt and pain in the world . I know pain well and it lives with me each day as a reminder that I'm alive,and even though there are bumps in my journey I still feel blessed to be here.
Don't think I don't feel the pain in the world as people starve, kill, wage war , and rape the earth. It hurts me deeply to see and hear of animals and children terribly abused, and see dolphins beach themselves probably due to the environment we are bent on destroying. Sometimes it is too hard to bear and I could easily be overwhelmed by it, and swallowed by pain and negativity ,but I SEE and FEEL it .
I feel pain and sorrow for the person who looks for answers to life in a bottle of booze , or drugs. I hurt too ,when those I love and care about hurt.
My point was going to be that we all must do what we can even on a small scale , it matters.
A random act of kindness matters.
It all matters , and we each have a responsibility.
We must find joy in spite of all that threatens to tear us down,and make us despair ... It will render us useless and helpless TO DO anything, thinking it won't matter anyway.
To be rendered hopeless, selfish, joyless , is such a waste of life.
Living joyfully gives you strength to go on whether it be your own personal struggles or some of the reasons I mentioned earlier.
We are all responsible to give back and help in some way. Maybe your selfless actions will save a life ( like an organ donor)!
Maybe a simple act of kindness to a stranger will make them think and act likewise, like a ripple effect.
Maybe kindness can be spread by example.
I HOPE so .The reason I can remain hopeful and able to go on is because I find strength in feeling joy, and simple gratitude.
When I was very ill before my transplant, it was hard to resist despair when I felt so terrible.
Each evening before the sun went down but the sky was still pink, and blue and orange, I'd sit on the patio and watch it, and the birds in my feeders.
This gave me joy and I was thankful for that moment.
It gave me some respite and helped me to remain strong and positive. I never gave up hope.
Now that I am well, I still do this.
Finding my joy each day is what keeps me grounded, remembering my second chance at life as I strive to be the person I was meant to be.
THAT, I am still discovering.
