Month: October 2022

Insanity is around us

by worrylessjourney, posted in abuse, aggravations, common sense

There is one thing about growing older that is frustrating. We won’t live to help our children, grandchildren and great grandchildren find hope when we self destruct. It is so hard not to worry about the polarization our country is experiencing. How do we get to the point where those with opposing opinions can talk without becoming angry and abusive.

What are we to do? I can remember when our representatives actually listened to each other and considered what was presented to them.

Currently we have states who have banned any abortion even when the mother has an ectopic pregnancy which will kill her. Oh well what, does the life of the mother matter.

Then there are states which allow killing of an infant who is full term and call it an abortion.

Has the whole world gone crazy?

(I know this sounds extreme but I have actually read the laws in the two states above. I have deliberately left out the names.)





Worry

by worrylessjourney, posted in acceptance, anxiety, common sense

One day at a time. Don’t we all wish that we could live that way? To be able to shut our minds to the worries that plague us about the future. My grandmother loved to quote the Bible and always said:

Matthew 6:34
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

If only I could do that I am sure that life would be so much easier. Oh well, something to continue working on.

Grandmother also loved to say this to me:

Balance or Acceptance

by worrylessjourney, posted in acceptance, anxiety, balance, challenging

Sometimes it feels as if I will never achieve some sort of normalcy in my life. I can go several days feeling well and settled and then IBSD hits me and I am back in the doldrums. I long for balance. I hope that I can find it before long. Maybe this is just the way that it will be as I continue to grow older. Maybe acceptance is the answer.

Thoughts from last year

by worrylessjourney, posted in change, grief, growth

I wrote this poem when I was really low. It helps me to see how far I have come. It gives me hope for the times to come.

Grief hurts
It touches
The body
The mind
And the spirit

It’s toll
Can be felt
Everywhere

There is
no escape
no respite
no relief

It raises
I’s head
When least
Expected

And
Wipes away
Peace

Fear
Accompanies it
Casting long shadows
Making the world
Dull, grey

Hope is
Pushed aside
Lost

Will change
Ever come?
Hope ever
Return?

I cannot

See
If light
Is there

I only
Suffer
Each moment
And wait