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I always thought of myself as being an optimistic person, I like to focus on the good in the world, the good in people. I also like to trust that things will work out for the best in the long run, even if it is a struggle at times. For those struggles, are an important part of our life's learning and growing, which we hope will help us to become better people. Real growth happens in the dark, after all.

I have gone through my hardships, like any other. Felt myself at times fall into the depths of despair, but only briefly, I understand the immense power of our thoughts, so I try to not let too many dark ones in, well not let them take root anyhow. That mindset has helped me greatly throughout my life. Having the ability to focus on the things that bring more joy and light into the world, into my world.

Understanding the importance of remaining connected to the natural word, to nature. To it's natural cycles and rhythms. Understanding the power, that comes from living in sync with nature, taking time to celebrate the changes in the seasons, the changes in me. Honouring my rites of passage, the many different ways in which I get to celebrate life itself.

But oh how times have changed, where everything now seems to have been turned on its head and the amount of cruelty and injustice has multiplied in numbers, I never wished to see in my life time. The human world, is changing at an incredible speed at the moment, in ways that I find quite scary to be honest. I know that everything changes, that all of this will change. But, what we are witnessing today, the level of cruelty, is horrific.

It is because of this, that I find myself struggling to remain optimistic. Too many lives have been been lost, too many have been damaged beyond repair. So much death and destruction, with no end in sight. We are witnessing one of the cruelest times in history and there is nothing that we can do.

Okay we can boycott, protest, spread awareness. But does that actually do anything, to help those who are suffering, to help ease their pain. Yes we can use our voice and yes it is important, but, the cruelty continues, day after day, after day. It's so hard to watch, it's so hard to grasp.

And I sit from a place of privilege, safe in my home, with my girls. Not having to worry about starvation, about imminent death.

I sit here, feeling grateful for that, but also feeling so hopeless at times, about how I could actually really help. It's overwhelming at times, these feelings I get, how much we are being changed by the crimes of others. Yes on a much smaller scale, that some. But I want to be hopeful, especially as a mother of 3. But it is not easy.

It is not easy being an optimist in this day and age.

So then, I go outside. I take a walk in nature and remind myself what life is all about (what it means to me anyway). I let myself get swept up by the beauty of nature and feel my spirit rise, it is what I am doing right here in this moment that matters the most. How I choose to live my life, where I chose to put my energy, that is where the greatest change will come, for me anyway. So just like that, I flow in and out of bouts of optimism, allowing myself to feel it all, so that I can stay connected to what matters the most.

My humanity.

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