Facebook asks you that when you open your page. I started to tell 'them', but then I realized it was Facebook.
I'm winding up my 70th year. Feeling pretty good about it. Much has changed in me and in my home since Joel died.
But, somehow, today, I've gotten caught up in the madness that so many of us exhibit these days, evidenced by the divisiveness, bigotry, and political unrest of my personal end times.
I'm scared. For the first time in years. Not that I will die. But that I'm not likely to die soon enough to avoid what looks like inevitable pain at the hands of the very people who were elected to 'take care of me'.
And I have pretty good circumstances compared to the 'average' person in this country, and certainly in the world. I can't imagine the plight of so many who will really suffer if our collective fears are realized. And that's another cause of fear...I realize that collective energy is extremely powerful, maybe even more so because it is so often a default. And my energy at this moment is joining that one. Yikes.
And how do you say, "Oh, GOD!" when there is no evidence, no faith, and only the tiniest of wishes.. I mean, WHAT do you say? Really. The normal string of cuss words just won't cut it, and I know lots of them.
I know my work is to stay out of the fear. and the corollaries of that...
Getting better at it; tired today. and sad.
