Some days I feel small. (I know, I AM short, so that probably makes sense π )
I feel unseen. Unnoticed, if you will. Like nothing I do matters. As if I don’t matter.
But even on those days, I still try. I still show up. I am still me.
(Even the times I am an exhausted pigeon with an injured wing π )
On those days, I may not try as much as I should… and I don’t get around to doing all the things I want to.
But I still show up.
And even if I can only show up for my kids, it matters.
Despite the circumstances – and I don’t just mean the pandemic – I can’t seem to stop myself.
I can’t stop loving, and giving, and hoping. I still see the good… and I still see a bright future. (Most of the time. I can’t lie to you – it’s not ALL the time.)
I get criticized for it a lot. And the handful of those who love me will tease me about it.
”You’re too soft. You need to be harder. You shouldn’t be so tolerant. You should pick up your sword and fight like a warrior woman.”
This morning I smiled when I realised that gone are the days of old – the ones where I was angry, with a hint of bitterness; the ones where I was too cynical and less tolerant. That those were the days where I would brandish my sword.
But guess what?
I realised this morning that I actually have two swords! They are my arms! And I use them for hugging!!!!
I am still a warrior… of good.
And there’s nothing like a good hug π (except maybe a giant cup of coffee which is a hug for my soul first thing in the morning π )
This pandemic has prevented me from using my weapons of choice.
I still have my other sword somewhere, I am sure. But I don’t really have the desire to use it anymore.
SO… I will use my weapons… in my mind…
You’re all getting a giant hug right about now π
A bit of a nothingness post… but feel free to pass on the hug I just gave you.
Who was on your mind as you read that? Check in with them, send them an encouraging message, or a funny joke… and don’t forgot to add in that you are hugging them in your mind π
Let’s keep trying to make this world a better place β€
This is a nice post, definitely not pointless. I’m giving you a nice big bear hug right about now. Hugs are good. Imagine if wars were fought by winning the best hug battle. We’d all go to war π€£
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Thank you β€
And if that's how wars were won? I'd choose to be 'at war' permanently, and I'd be victorius every time! π π
I am not okay with this pandemic preventing me from hugging… especially since my children are not huggers!!!
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Very cute! Makes me smile because I’m too a short pigeon, felt invisible among crowds and gradually turned into an introvertπ but I’ll use my swords from now onπ
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Great to read! Use those swords π
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Awww bless. Thank you for the virtual hug. Back at you π€.
The feelings you describe are feelings shared by many people all over the world. Youβre never alone. Itβs ok to feel these things because it takes us back to the centre of all things, the centre of our souls.
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Absolutely. And from the centre? Well we can branch out π β€
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