“We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on.
That's who we really are.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Stress is toxic, contagious and spreads through a group rapidly – or so the media keep telling me. What they don't tell me is that so do courage, love and gratitude.
I don't want to live afraid. Einstein said that the most important question is, “Is the universe friendly?”
I want to believe that life is good – in spite of the nightly news. I do believe that goodness is catching, even more so than flu.
Yes, there are rotten days, despairing days, days when my spirit has found it hard to put one foot in front of the other. The days when my pain is bad. But I don't want to live in a world of despair.
So I put my hands out to catch happiness. Somewhere, someone is in love, helping a friend, holding a baby. Even if I am not there, the joy exists somewhere. I look for it, cherish it. If I move as if life is good, reach out to help, then my spirit revitalizes – and I can pass that on.
Fake it till I make it, believe it till I feel it, share it till my emptiness refills, till joy flows over.