Eyes Wide Open
The post I've been trying to write for the past few weeks is not working (it keeps getting longer and longer, but it's not saying what I want to say).
I pride myself on being able to see the truth and still keep my head. For example, I've known for years that the "few bad apples" narrative is bullshit and that the situation is much more dire than most good people can bring themselves to admit. And when my kid, the budding psychonaut (as Gordon once christened her), comes home and says "World War III has already started" I don't dismiss it.
But things that kind of observation can become overwhelming and I've needed a bit of a break. This past week, I had the opportunity to attend an intercultural training session. It was useful and interesting, as I suspected, but it was also nurturing and comforting and a safe space from the crazy wider world. And I hadn't realized how much I needed that.
The next two weeks are very busy for me, but I'm sure that I'll be back to my usual social media self soon. I just needed the opportunity to rest my tired eyes and look on things more soothing to the soul.
Hang in there everyone.