I don’t typically find social media as a resource for spirituality, but a couple of posts from friends have helped see me through a very difficult week. I have been physically ill since
for several days, with one set of symptoms slamming into another. When I am faced with this, it often takes my mind on a tailspin (I also have bipolar 1 disorder), and I have to fight the downward spiral with gratitude.
This is a mighty task when my mood has already soured, and our nation’s leaders have decided that food insecurity is the crisis to not address. That combination has me angry and worried, as my health depends on being able to choose and purchase foods I can eat. My church community came to my aid just in time. That I can truly be grateful for. But getting my negative headspace to come around to the fact that I am not alone when I feel despair
becomes quite the undertaking mentally.
I can see, including on social media, the shared despair in comments and posts. Sometimes I have to take a break from it all to keep from being sucked into it. Then I see posts with poetry that reminds me of the beauty there still is to behold in this life. I have to hold onto that at a time like this. Otherwise I would just give up. As tempting as that can be, we have to hold
onto hope for each other. The world has seen ugliness and survived.
I hope we can continue to see the humanity in each other, and thrive.
~Jen Garrison
