For a long time I didn’t read or watch the news. I found it to much, to heavy, to depressive and a never ending story of the same old shit.
This was a period in my life where I wasn’t strong enough to prevent that all this pain and sadness and anger would creep up into my cells and system. Making me feel beaten, ripped, left behind, mistreated and doomed as if every story was my own.
And maybe it is in some kind of way. But it was to much for me to handle and I needed the space to heal by my own first. Only ignoring something doesn’t prevent it from happening. Neither helps it change for better. And I got stronger.
Healing to me didn’t mean building a thicker wall. Or creating a better defence. Nor turning up my light to out shine the darkness. It meant learning to feel everything, see everything and sense everything that’s in this life – without holding on to it.
I still care about the whole world.
I still take it all in. But it’s more like breathing now. Breathing in; transforming the oxygen into fuel, breathing out; using the fuel for conscious actions.
Feelings bring transformation after they’ve been felt.
Stories change the timeline once the have been told.
Inequality will re-balance in equality if it’s replaced, again and again.
Not because this directly changes the leading politics or redirect the status quo. But because it transforms my behaviour. The way I look into the world and how I choose to act and contribute.
It’s me and you, who make the news. Simple by the basic decision we make every day. By the conversations around the kitchen table we have. By the way we eat, shop, love, work, speak and connect.
It’s by the way we life, we raise a new generation, lay ground for a new way and give words for new stories.
The changes we are all hoping for, will grow from the ground up, nurtured with awareness and care. Just like growing seeds in your own garden.
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