Most of my clients know about my husband, “Mr. Grump”. I wish I could say he is the only one in my circle of family and friends who has a negative opinion about life in general. Get a bunch of them together and pretty soon the world is circling the toilet.
Even though they might disagree about WHAT is causing the end of life as we know it (Global Warming vs. Big Government, Evil Corporations vs. Out-of-Touch Academics, Unbridled Immigration vs. Unbridled Capitalism) they all, do, FIRMLY believe that we are fast approaching hell in a hand basket.
Sheesh! I believe in seizing the day. This morning there are honey suckles blooming on my fence. There is a beautiful blue sky and a soft, cooling breeze. Birds are singing, leaves are rustling, and turtles are dragging themselves out of the water to sun on the far bank of the pond. Two days ago I helped deliver a baby donkey in my backyard. (I named her Susie!) She’s frisking about on the lawn like it was dawn in Eden.
How is it possible that I see one thing while Mr. Grump and company see something so very different? The truth is, we are both seeing the same thing. The two sides of the one coin.
It’s not that I don’t know about all the evil in the world. (I read A LOT.) I just choose not to dwell on it. As I say again and again (and again and again), you have to decide what you can and can’t control in this life. Then do what you can, and let go of the rest.
For example, I’m not going to stop global warming, but I sure do nurture a bunch of plant life –all of it busily turning carbon dioxide into oxygen. I’m not going to change the government, but I do vote. I don’t want to end all corporations (I AM a corporation, for heaven’s sake!), but I boycott a lot of their products when I don’t agree on how they are made or marketed.
You get the idea. I take comfort from that undeniable law of physics: For every action there is an equal and opposite action. If I just keep creating peace and beauty, won’t that somewhere counteract war and ugliness? I choose to think so. Call me nuts. (The Grumps do!)