When you start a day by reading how the omicron variant of COVID is spreading fast and that climate change is wreaking havoc on both the North and South poles, that can take the wind out of you pretty darn fast. I found myself immediately meditating "in with peace, out with worry"--but that wasn't getting it. On my walk to work, only humming Beatles tunes seemed to move the lump that was stuck in my soul.
And that is what continual bad news can do to a person. In this case, it was a self-inflicted wound. I consciously read the stories that made me feel bad--not just bad, but momentarily hopeless. I have to remind myself that this doesn't have to be what I choose to do prior to sunrise, but like a moth to a flame, there I go again.
So, now an experiment. I will go a week without reading the news first thing in the morning and see what that does for my peace of mind. My hypothesis: a lot of good.
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