The world has changed for so many people since Inauguration Day. I avoid the news for my own reasons, and have for over ten years now, but nothing stops the important stuff from reaching me. Clearly, this is important.
I am not an American. Right now, I am quite thankful for that, however, I do have many good friends who are. What keeps me from sleeping are the reasons why people living in America are fearful. People who had rights given to them by previous administrations who are now at risk of having their rights taken away.
Immigrants. Refugees. Lesbians and Gays. Transgender.
People, please. Love is Love. Humanity is Humanity. Borders are imaginary lines drawn up by people wanting to claim more for themselves. Greed. Hate is created through propaganda. Fear is brought on by those breeding hate towards others.
Racism. I have no use for it. We as a world should be over this by now. Religion should be celebrated and used to understand one another, not used as a weapon of war. Your God did not ask you to kill others or keep them from safety. Man did that.
LGBQT hate. Love who you love. Let others love who they love. Who said nature always gets things right? Live your life and let others live theirs. Your rights do not have more weight or value than others. Same sex marriage is still marriage and still deserves all the rights and privileges awarded to heterosexual marriage. Don’t like it? Go move to Antarctica. My heart broke last night as I read some very real fears from a homosexual American. Thoughts I had not considered, but make complete sense, and my heart broke for them all.
I used to believe that the president was just the posterboy, but that he didn’t have the actual power to make such radical changes. I now fear that I was wrong. That if he is just a puppet, that the people who truly do make these things happen are just like him, and the devil has been invited to run that country.
I too fear what the future will bring. Perhaps he will create a wall not just on his south side, but maybe on the north too. Maybe then we will be protected from this mad man.
Is there such a thing as just an ordinary girl? As I observed the women’s marches that had occurred yesterday and viewed the posts in social media, I realized just how diverse we are. So what is ordinary anyway? I feel like there is some 1950s-eque stereotype that is attached to the words ordinary girl. You know, the type who has the house clean, dinner ready, and standing at the door waiting for her dear husband with pipe and slippers in hand.
Those days are gone.
What I see now is everything but ordinary. I see women working as welders and carpenters. Artists, doctors, dentists, marine biologists, paleontologists, corrections officers. I see body builders and make up artists.
The only common thread I see is that we are all different. We all dance to the beat of our own drummers. I believe the ordinary girl is no longer. We are all uniquely individual, and I think it’s wonderful. We are all strong in our own right, just as it should be.
There is a lot of discussion about Minimialism, particularly since the documentary about Joshua Fields Millburn and Ryan Nicodemus (http://www.theminimalists.com) came out. It really isn’t anything new, but perhaps new to the masses who are caught up in commercialization.
I have been on my in and out journey through minimalism for years and years. I know that I do feel better when my life is uncluttered. I feel stress and anxiety when there is too much stuff in my house and in my life. And I could suspect that you feel the same too, whether you recognize it at this moment or not.
I look at minimalism as a component of simplification of one’s life. I think simplification truly is an art to achieve these days, what with all the social media and marketing proclaiming how we need this and we must have that. Why you’re just not important if you don’t have x, y, and z. I call bullshit. We don’t need any of that stuff. The big corporations need us to want that stuff. The CEOs who make six, maybe even seven figures a year because they have convinced the masses that all this stuff is necessary in our lives.
They’re wrong. So very very wrong. We don’t need all that crap. We don’t need to have the latest and greatest phone or computer. We don’t need to spend a million dollars on a house just because that is what is expected.
What we need is to live within our means. What we need is to be comfortable saying no to consumerism. What we need is to spend more time with family and loved ones. To spend time enjoying life without worrying about debt or clutter or how popular we are or how many friends we have and how we compare financially. We need to get back to basics. To live simply in all aspects of our lives. To find joy everyday in the little things and be thankful for the chance to be here…the chance to wake up in the morning. Not everyone has that same luxury.
Life in its simplicity is finding joy in the small things. Recall that motto I posted a while back? Life is lived in the mundane. Let’s live.
In the aftermath of the holiday season, I find myself pleased with the quiet. Comfortable with the clean and open space once the decorations are put away for the year, I find this is the time of year where I start looking at and resetting my goals for the year. This is the time of year when we look at where we have been, where we should be going, and how are we going to get there. It isn’t always an easy answer either.
I have a few goals for this year, none of which I plan to post publicly. Each of these goals has a plan of how I hope to achieve them. I have plans for accountability to myself, and follow up lists to ensure I stay on task. January is a time of renewal for me, and this is part of the process that I tend to go through.
Who else does this? What is your January like?
Happy new year to all. It has been one year since I began my intention to write a blog entry once a week. I have managed to successfully complete my personal challenge. I am pleased with myself for having met this challenge, but also, as I read through my entries, I recall things that happened throughout the year and the reasons why I wrote the entries that I did. Some were happy, some were sad, and some were reflective. All of them are helping me to grow as a person.
I will continue on with my journey, and maintain my once a week blog entries. Thank you to those who have decided to follow me. This project was done in private, mostly away from my personal life. I believe only two people I know and love are even aware of my blog. For me, this means that I can write what I choose without fear of reprisal in my personal and day to day life. For if I decide to write my personal opinion on something that perhaps is not the expected opinion from my colleagues, friends, or family, this now creates tension where tension does not belong. This goes against what many may believe should be, but I prefer my online presence to be more about my thoughts and feelings, as personal or as raw as they may be at the time I put them to words. I prefer to not need to defend myself as when I am face to face with others, these things may not be at the surface nor applicable to the personal situation I deal with.
We have heard that online, people tend to be bullies moreso than in real life simply because things that are said in text are easier to say than those words being said directly to someone’s face. I believe this to be true. I also believe the other side of the coin. I believe that it is easier to type in one’s feelings and emotions, to be as honest with oneself in text than it is to say these things aloud. It does not mean that these raw feelings are hurtful to others, but perhaps to oneself. Perhaps it is easier to be vulnerable if staring at a screen instead of the eyes of the one who has hurt you.
Either way, thank you for sharing my journey this year. I wish you all a year of love and success in all that you do. I wish you joy instead of pain, love in place of hate, confidence not fear. I wish you the best of you.