Why is it so easy unleashing my anger during a time of human tragedy? I don’t understand how someone like myself, cool and mellow as a cucumber, can all of sudden turn into a ferocious badger.
These past days I felt more frustration and entertained more cruel thoughts than I dare admit. Poor dear God has been reigning me back, reminding me this is not the way.
I don’t like being angry. I certainly don’t like daydreaming the very worst on humankind.
But humans are really good about that_bringing the worst in others. I don’t fear the threat itself but the ludicrous measures humans take. They scare me.
But the more I meditate and ponder (more like argue) with God, the more I feel the tenderness and frailty of my kind.
Slandering others and wishing harm does no good. They are not my enemies. We’re all battling something more frightening than we’ve ever seen.
We all have our ways of coping and processing such crisis. I don’t like or agree with everyone’s process, but they may not like mine. And that’s okay.
Gentleness and love is what we need more than ever. Not hate,division, or battle. Perhaps God wished me sharing these words for unification and peace. Or perhaps it’s my own inner conscious wishing healing on others.
I don’t know.
But we need each other, especially during a time of severed touch. Sharing love and devotion is the antidote for our fears and traumas.
It’s okay to be afraid. It’s okay to be angry, sad, distrustful, and depressed. But it’s not okay to inflict cruelty upon others.
So put away your knives, guns, and phones. Step outside and watch humankind flourish, live, and connect. You might find your greatest enemy to be your greatest advocate.