Yesterday I got kinda pissed at myself.
I was just bee bopping along in my daily routine.
Doing my work tasks
Checking the twitter
Reading some blogs
thinking about what to wear on my upcoming trip.
When I got really ticked off.
I wont go into detail about what got me heated.
It doesn't matter.
What matters is that I got upset with myself for losing perspective.
I can't control what other people choose to make their reality.
But I can choose what mine is.
And sometimes I forget that.
There are horrid horrid atrocities occurring everyday.
And there are much larger and more important issues than my OOTD posts.
In college I used a to wave a flag quite proudly that said something along the likes of:
"I give a sh*t and one day I will do something to change the sh*t happening to innocent people in the world."
Ask my friends.
I remember one Halloween night, dressed as Bob Dylan, crying to my friends Maggie and Bunny because I was so upset that there were little babies and tots out there with no blankets to keep them warm.
What got me thinking about that?
Well I guess it was thinking about my nephews and niece all warm and happy
and how I wouldn't know how to cope if I was a mother who was living in some horrid situation and had no way to provide the basic necessities for my child.
That is perspective.
I used to eat up my genocide political science classes.
I used to read every article Nicholas Kristof wrote with avid enthusiasm and a need to change or do something.
I had perspective.
And just the other day I found out that my brother and sister n law witnessed a murder on their doorstep in Honduras. ON THEIR DOORSTEP!
And on top of a murder on their doorstep they take care of 15+ child addicts day in and day out.
That is a reality check my friends.
I miss that perspective and that passion to care.
I know that I can't change the world, or even really a lot,
but just the passion of perspective and needing that perspective is something.
That is what I long to have my reality be.
You can choose your perspective.
So choose it and do what little you can.
Adopt a compassion child.
Or just read and be informed about what is going on, that alone will rock your reality.
No matter what you do,
Just get with it a little bit.
Every now and then,
It's good to choose to have a reality check.
I was just bee bopping along in my daily routine.
Doing my work tasks
Checking the twitter
Reading some blogs
thinking about what to wear on my upcoming trip.
When I got really ticked off.
I wont go into detail about what got me heated.
It doesn't matter.
What matters is that I got upset with myself for losing perspective.
I can't control what other people choose to make their reality.
But I can choose what mine is.
And sometimes I forget that.
There are horrid horrid atrocities occurring everyday.
And there are much larger and more important issues than my OOTD posts.
In college I used a to wave a flag quite proudly that said something along the likes of:
"I give a sh*t and one day I will do something to change the sh*t happening to innocent people in the world."
Ask my friends.
I remember one Halloween night, dressed as Bob Dylan, crying to my friends Maggie and Bunny because I was so upset that there were little babies and tots out there with no blankets to keep them warm.
What got me thinking about that?
Well I guess it was thinking about my nephews and niece all warm and happy
and how I wouldn't know how to cope if I was a mother who was living in some horrid situation and had no way to provide the basic necessities for my child.
That is perspective.
I used to eat up my genocide political science classes.
I used to read every article Nicholas Kristof wrote with avid enthusiasm and a need to change or do something.
I had perspective.
And just the other day I found out that my brother and sister n law witnessed a murder on their doorstep in Honduras. ON THEIR DOORSTEP!
And on top of a murder on their doorstep they take care of 15+ child addicts day in and day out.
That is a reality check my friends.
I miss that perspective and that passion to care.
I know that I can't change the world, or even really a lot,
but just the passion of perspective and needing that perspective is something.
That is what I long to have my reality be.
You can choose your perspective.
So choose it and do what little you can.
Adopt a compassion child.
Or just read and be informed about what is going on, that alone will rock your reality.
No matter what you do,
Just get with it a little bit.
Every now and then,
It's good to choose to have a reality check.
Peace,
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