IMPORTANT QUESTION AT THE END (and I would love to hear from MANY OF YOU):
There aren't enough words to describe how much giving into the joy of another kitten has changed my life.
The guilt I was feeling that kept me from moving on with this any faster is just gone. Because joy is never something to feel guilty about and once I entered into it again, I knew this on a cellular level.
Grief makes us forget ourselves; it makes us lose sight; it lies to us about the love that is still possible.
And I'm thinking about how this is related to how SHIT the world is right now...
Yes, the world is shit. But are you contributing to it by resisting the beauty and love and joy and peace that you CAN find/have/make?
I keep going back to my Holocaust studies and I keep going back to that time I presented a paper at a Holocaust conference in New Jersey. I was the youngest person there by far at about 25.
At lunch, it turned out I was sitting next to an older woman with a number tattoo.
What was stunning is that I would have never ever guessed she would have that tattoo because she was so SMILEY. She was so happy to have someone my age there. She was just radiating JOY.
It strikes me... people who go through the WORST are often the most joyful.
And I think that's the lesson we all need right now... that we CANNOT give up these aspects/pursuits in life.
As I've said before, the AWFUL PEOPLE DOING THE AWFUL... they NEVER waiver.
What if WE never waivered in bringing forth JOY and BEAUTY and PEACE?
There is room for grief but I'm afraid that I (and maybe you?) have spent too long in it and are stuck and wallowing. Then I got that kitten...
So what thing could you do to break free of it and move in the other direction? This is not a rhetorical question. COMMIT TO SOMETHING by leaving a comment or writing to me privately.