Today’s theme is simply UGH. There are lots of things to be UGH about. Most of them are trivial when you look at the bigger picture, but still, they bombard us on a near constant basis unless we truly live off the grid.
UGH the elections. If you are one of the people who still think your vote counts, bless your heart. I mean, I get that you need to have hope but this is a broken system and you and I can’t fix it. Also, if you really think that either or any candidate truly cares about you, bless your heart. We aren’t even in their socio-economic class and they couldn’t care less about whether we have grocery money or not. We have nothing to offer them personally or professionally. It’s just the ugly truth. So use this as a reason to stop bullying and being ugly to your friends and neighbors about politics. Choose love instead.
UGH the destructive weather. A lot of people are physically experiencing devastation and a lot of fear and uncertainty. I know the earth is cleansing itself and rightfully so, but still, it’s heartbreaking.
UGH the oppression and especially the violence towards women (or anyone for that matter). It’s not ok. It’s not ok to encourage this in our youth, to laugh it off as boys will be boys, to continue to support the double-standard. By the way, you and I both know that if I, as a woman, talked about my sexual escapades at all I would be labeled a slut by men and women alike. We’ve been conditioned that way, and yet it is absolutely wrong. Take time today to encourage your young girls to be strong and let them know they are equal. Take time to show your young boys by example that they respect everyone equally and as equals. Show them that Love is the answer.
UGH the death and dying. I know, I know, I’ve talked about this over and over but damn. It doesn’t matter what me or you believe about death and the soul, it still absolutely sucks for those of us left here. I went to a ballgame over the weekend, and i can’t tell you how many times I had physical tears in my eyes and had to bite my lip to keep myself from breaking down. Sights and sounds evoke both living memories and what I assume are possible alternate reality “movies” of Erin and others, and well, it sucks.
UGH wondering what the hell life has in store for me next. I swear, I feel like I am moving through a valley of molasses. I would prefer mole asses. LOL but seriously. I finally get to a point where I can say ok, I’m comfortable enough to move (move my home, move energy, etc. – move through), and what happens? Not a damn thing. Shit.
Though it feels like the sky is falling, I still have hope and wonder for what lies ahead. I just wish it would get here sooner. Time is a real bitch and usually isn’t kind no matter if it’s moving slowly or fast. In fact, I hate time and how it locks us up in it’s never ending cycle. Maybe hate is too strong a word. I don’t have the energy to hate, but I don’t care for Time at all.
Be kind today. I love you. Blessings, peace, Namaste, Nutsmaste, #missingerin and #LovingErin
