Every human is on their own 'hero's journey', each of us attempting to make peace with the greater parts of self. If you believe what's playing out in mainstream media and in our political and educational systems, you just might fool yourself into thinking that you don't have what it takes to create what you want.
If we all do something, anything, each and every day to show that hatred and division will never rule in our own lives, this mountain of small and arguably prosaic acts of humanity, cannot but inspire others to follow suit...and then, maybe then, Trump will be rendered impotent and will get back in his box.
In short, having more joy, being more satisfied and recognising the good stuff in our lives, gives us much more than money can buy. I'm not advocating not caring about money, I am advocating caring less about it. Of course, money does make the world go round, but being happier enables us to go round and round, without becoming giddy.
I post appreciations three or four times a week, on Facebook -- a list of things that I appreciate in my life. It's a long list nowadays, including a much-loved husband, two beautiful beagles, a wonderful home, a wonderful job, faith, health and happiness. And that was exactly what had pissed this one gentleman off.
But why do we need to be reminded to be grateful? So many people have so much. Even if their house isn't the biggest. Or they don't have enough money to buy all the things they desire. So many people live very well off and comfortable. With enough food to eat each day and access to clean water. And people around them who the can love and feel love from.
Finally, as individuals, we can attempt to tackle the issues of adaption and comparison directly. We can try to avoid comparing ourselves to others, and try to adapt to negative things quickly while staying appreciative of positive things. But governments can't do this for us. Or can they? Possibly through education, but I think I'll tackle that another time.
So last week I wrote about how to cope with other people's negative emotions. The following day, the Brexit result was announced. The result packed such a big emotional punch that even though I normally try to keep out of politics, I felt I had to write about it. Brexit shows how difficult it can be to remain compassionate and balanced in response to a slew of anger and hatred.
The urgent need for a gift for my husband has found me in a pottery cafe, yet again, ruining perfectly good mugs with our children's painted footprints. The irony is not lost on the toddler, who notes that I am less enthused about her handprints when they adorn the TV screen, the folding doors and my white shorts.
A month ago today I had a particularly rapid downwards spiral after work one evening. I turned up at the wrong venue for a gym class and before I knew it, I was reevaluating my life choices, questioning my relationships, and worrying about money - just like that: a Tuesday night ruined. So when I arrived home later that night, I decided it was time to start my gratitude diary, an idea I'd been toying with for a while...
It's interesting. I don't think I would have made the Gratitude Garden app if I hadn't gone through a difficult time in my career. If life had turned out as I planned, I suspect I would have followed a more traditional route of working for someone else (rather than for myself). I doubt I would ever have had the courage to set something up.