Ease the Pain
Sometimes I have to wonder why other people do not seek some way to ease their own pain. They torment themselves with things they cannot change, or things that do not effect them. Do not take this to mean that I think people should not empathize with each other. I would be the last to say that. I mean with things like politics or religion. Religion is a very personal ideal in my opinion. It is not my place to try to sway others who hold different beliefs. If they wish to hear about my beliefs, and they in turn decide that is what they believe as well, then I am happy to have helped. I will not force others to my way of thinking simply because I believe myself to be right.
The same goes for politics. I consider myself neither a Republican nor a Democrat. I listen to all sides of an issues before making my own decision about it. Sometimes that decision is based on what I think will benefit more people than what will necessarily benefit myself. Would I like to see property taxes raised in Alabama? No, of course not. Will I vote to raise them so that our school systems' funding is no longer based on our counties' sales tax? Hell yes. I will vote for Bush in the coming Presidential election, not because I like him, or because I think he makes a wonderful President. I have been very unhappy with some of his Presidential decisions. I will vote for him because I hate John Kerry and his politics with a passion unrivaled. That, and in my own opinion, Ralph Nader is a puppet. I will vote to keep the evil I know, rather than chance an evil I don't. I refuse to vote for a politician who has flip-flopped on every single issue, and therefore, I don't know where he stands for sure on any issue. I will not vote for a man who asks the American public to look, not at his twenty something years of service in the Senate, but at his three months spent at war decades ago. I am working myself up over something I feel passionate about. I'll stop typing about this now, so as not to alienate the friends I have who feel differently about this.
Back to easing pain. I find myself soothed by bellydancing. I long to take time to drive to Snow Hinton Park and jog. I beg myself to find time to practice tai chi. I always seem to find the most comfort when I am doing something physically. When the extent of my emotional exhaustion is matched by that of my body, I find some form of solace. I used to find this kind of peace in meditation. Time changes us all, I guess.
The confusion and fog are starting to lift from me. I am happily starting to sort my life out peice by piece. The confusion and chaos of the past couple of months will hopefully be completely sorted out by December. That way, I can start school anew in January. I can find the balance that I felt just months ago. I can be at peace again.
I have a doctor's appointment in five and a half hours, so I think it may be time to head to bed. I scheduled it early in the day so that I wouldn't miss any classes. There is no new news on Mr. Skelton.
The same goes for politics. I consider myself neither a Republican nor a Democrat. I listen to all sides of an issues before making my own decision about it. Sometimes that decision is based on what I think will benefit more people than what will necessarily benefit myself. Would I like to see property taxes raised in Alabama? No, of course not. Will I vote to raise them so that our school systems' funding is no longer based on our counties' sales tax? Hell yes. I will vote for Bush in the coming Presidential election, not because I like him, or because I think he makes a wonderful President. I have been very unhappy with some of his Presidential decisions. I will vote for him because I hate John Kerry and his politics with a passion unrivaled. That, and in my own opinion, Ralph Nader is a puppet. I will vote to keep the evil I know, rather than chance an evil I don't. I refuse to vote for a politician who has flip-flopped on every single issue, and therefore, I don't know where he stands for sure on any issue. I will not vote for a man who asks the American public to look, not at his twenty something years of service in the Senate, but at his three months spent at war decades ago. I am working myself up over something I feel passionate about. I'll stop typing about this now, so as not to alienate the friends I have who feel differently about this.
Back to easing pain. I find myself soothed by bellydancing. I long to take time to drive to Snow Hinton Park and jog. I beg myself to find time to practice tai chi. I always seem to find the most comfort when I am doing something physically. When the extent of my emotional exhaustion is matched by that of my body, I find some form of solace. I used to find this kind of peace in meditation. Time changes us all, I guess.
The confusion and fog are starting to lift from me. I am happily starting to sort my life out peice by piece. The confusion and chaos of the past couple of months will hopefully be completely sorted out by December. That way, I can start school anew in January. I can find the balance that I felt just months ago. I can be at peace again.
I have a doctor's appointment in five and a half hours, so I think it may be time to head to bed. I scheduled it early in the day so that I wouldn't miss any classes. There is no new news on Mr. Skelton.
posted by Meredith @ 4:07 AM
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