“My mind is like a little house,
My peers break into.
They rearrange my furniture,
And the cabinets rifle through.
They throw things out;
They put things in,
And erase the writing on the wall,
And by the time that they walk out,
It’s not my mind at all.”
― Margo T. Rose, The Words
Every morning I wake up and feel good, my little house is in order. Then the day starts, and the world makes itself known. New stories, emails, phone, TV, and radio – merciless the news marches in and shifts my focus.
My heart gets heavy, my thoughts start to wander in all directions at once. Later on, at night, I have a hard time falling asleep, and I wonder what had happened -all had been so good in the morning.
Then sleep takes me away to the land of my dreams, and I wake up well rested with a little house that is back in order -for just a short while.
I love the picture with this blog. Yes, sometimes life is too much. We need to try to only let in so much or we might go insane.
I am trying to filter the news, but it’s hard.
Yes I know 🙁 🤗
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I think the news is toxic to you and you’ve been overexposed. There are simply too many battlefronts right now, and you are overwhelmed. Perhaps a “news diet” might help you recover some of your equilibrium.
Sending you a hug – or as many as you need. Your “hug account” with me is full.
Yeah, I have a hug account. You just made my day.
<3