We are all fingers on the same hand

less rush more understanding

I felt so awful when I woke up, really bad headspace but now I’ve had some coffee and had the pause to say Thank You for a few things and now I’m a new person. When I was younger the turnaround time was a lot slower. I think that’s my biggest progress over the years, when I break down I come back a lot faster and I also don’t panic when I’m not coming back fast I just let it be. I make some tea for me in a feeling because I know like all things it’s temporary and there is always a song or a sunrise or a sunset or movie or a snack, or an errand that turns into a joy, there’s always a joke or maybe someone laughs at your joke or maybe you remember the face of someone who was happy to see you on some occasion. I try to be a face people can remember as happy to see them. I want to be a conduit of joy and love I want to inspire everyone to keep choosing love and to not worry so much about the things you are self-conscious of because when you worry about those things you block love and joy. Someone could give u all the love in the world but you wouldn’t even feel it because you’re sooo critical of yourself. Most people aren’t even clocking what’s wrong with you they’re clocking what’s wrong with them. Thing is too if you’re so focused on your own inadequacies or worrying why you’re not getting the validation you want, you’re gonna misperceive the actual pain and exhaustion of people around you as a personal slight. I think this happens to a lot of folks, we’re always getting mad at each other like “ohh this person doesn’t care” but is it that or is that person already in over their head in their own life? Or maybe you’ve simply not taken the time to talk to them before assuming. It’s natural to be focused on ourselves, which is why we must never stop mutually reaching toward each other. I think if we weren’t so hard on ourselves and each other we’d be so much happier and could help each other and offer real support that doesn’t feel hard to give and receive. I wish everyone on earth saw themselves the way I see them I think everyone’s lit it’s just hard for us to communicate. A curse in some ways but what beautiful variety of perspective and expression it creates. Maybe if we all wrote about our feelings and read about the feelings of others we’d understand each other. I think most of the understanding I’ve gleaned is from reading the words of others. Everyone is hard on the fact that it’s so much easier for humans to type things than to speak to each others faces but maybe we just don’t know how to speak. When I write, even if I write something fast and on the spot like this, I read it back before I share it. Get a chance to ensure I’ve at least sort of said what I meant. Not much shot for that in speaking, have to be precise when speaking. Which is impossible to do all the time, so we really have to just accept that at times we won’t be precise the words may be messy, but if we’re open to each other, slow down and take our time, and endeavor to understand rather than rejecting what we don’t understand I think we can find something close to the oneness everyone including myself is always babbling about.