Yesterday, when I read Anita Neilson’s excellent post, “I Beat the Blues.” I was unaware how saturated I was with energy that wasn’t doing me any good at all. “Depressed,” or “The Blues” didn’t ring true for the state in which I found myself, but Anita’s post was the catalyst I needed to release myself.
I find it a gift and a curse to have a heightened awareness of energy. I am consistently aware of that, but inconsistently faithful to protecting myself from the sometimes intense or negative energy of others. Political dissonance is causing even folks of good will to cast blame onto others of good will and that energy hangs out with the truly malignant energy spewing out of hate mongers. I realized that I wasn’t taking well enough care of myself.
So I begin again. I am blessed with the privilege of solitude and silence, so I usually remember to center, but I need to do it in the day’s middle as well as its beginning. I’ve been forgetting to ground myself, which is essential for me to manage the energy I pick up. The meditation podcast that Anita recommends in her post is excellent. I found tremendous relief from the centering/grounding meditation I found there. A walk outside on the earth and in intimacy with trees returned my sense of rootedness. I selected a glorious red leaf and stone to grace my inside altar. Spritzing water all around my body helped me shake off accumulated energy that kept me on edge.
I cannot afford to be careless. I really must intentionally protect myself from energy bombardment. These are only a few ways to do that. A simple google search with keywords “energy-protection,” will yield many suggestions for those in need.
I feel so much better now. Thank you, Anita. May I remember to faithfully care for myself.
The first headline screaming at me this morning was about a political rally in Mississippi in which survivors of sexual abuse were denigrated and doubted. I held on tightly, riding a wave of rage. Energy is hard for me to come by these days and I didn’t want to step into this carefully choreographed drama yet again.
Enter stage left, headline #2: possible tax fraud. “Gottcha!” Justice at last. True. If it plays out this headline may turn the tide. In the meantime, how do we get off this stage to protect our energy? How do we change our focus?
The process that has helped me in the last two months is a re-read of all the Louise Penny novels. By immersing myself in her poetic prose and the wisdom of her character, Chief Inspector Armand Gamache, I have regained hope in humanity. Living in the village of Three pines again for that time away changed my focus. Here is how the author described it:
Some might argue that Three Pines itself isn’t real, and they’d be right, but limited in their view. The village does not exist, physically. But I think of it as existing in ways that are far more important and powerful. Three Pines is a state of mind. When we choose tolerance over hate. Kindness over cruelty. Goodness over bullying. When we choose to be hopeful, not cynical. Then we live in Three Pines.
Louise Penny Glass Houses
As I read the last page of the last novel I heaved a sigh of relief. Stronger again, I have slowly re-entered the news cycle and contemplated how to do justice without being victimized by the drama. I have discovered that it helps me to intentionally hold in light persons wronged by the drama. Sending loving kindness to them not only helps them. Putting my focus on their well-being gives me hope and directs my focus away from the “Gottcha!” spin. Many of you have found other ways to help you through this. Please share them with us.
Peace be with us all.
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