I’ve been trying to figure out what to say on this bright and promising Spring Equinox. The trees are beginning to bud, per usual, the flowers are starting to peek above the ground, and the birdsong is ever-increasing with the longer days. And I’m utterly uninspired.
I could probably force myself to find something to write about, be a good little druid and talk about balance in all things and seeds sprouting—but that wouldn’t be authentic, and if nothing else, I want to offer you all authenticity.
The truth is, I’m sad. I’m sad about big things. I’m sad about the state of our nation and the hate being promoted by our leaders. I’m sad about the cost of living going up and up and up, beyond what a lot of people can afford. I’m sad about the loss of services that are harming people in big ways. And I’m sad that I am too small and insignificant to do anything about it.
I’m also sad about little things. I’m sad about the rocky interpersonal dynamics at work. I’m sad about how far away my grandson lives. I’m sad about how far away my kids live! I’m sad that the majority of what I do is work and so few people care about what I do unless they are mad about it or want me to do more. And I’m sad that there isn’t anything I can do about it. Not really. And not alone.
Well, geez, Missy. Not the uplifting, hopeful thing we were expecting. What are we supposed to do with this?
If you are sad, too, I offer you these words: we are sad together. That’s it. That’s what I have to offer. I can be sad with you. I am so grateful for folks who are inspired right now, those who are finding joy and awe in the world around them. And I am just not there right now. If you are sad, then WE are sad. And the togetherness makes it all a little easier to bear.
I got you, my dear community. And I know you got me. Together, we got this. Balance is a state we pass through, so we will be back there eventually.
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