But today (and a few more times recently) I have really felt the stress. Sometimes, when I lie in bed ready to sleep, I can feel my heart actually, physically racing.
It’s quite disconcerting.
And I ask myself – what the heck is this about? Oh sure, we are selling the house and moving and I worry about money – all those usual things. But I also can’t discount the bigger picture. It’s having a profound effect on me.
I am hugely stressed about what is happening to our environment. I am bombarded by the news every day: pipelines, endangered speicies, a plastic filled ocean, the EPA in the US hamstrung, oil tankers exploding, bitumen tailings ponds, animals dying, more clearcuts, forest fires,, fracking – I really don’t have to go into more detail, do I?
And I am stressed about what I see happening in the world – with a fascist being elected in Hungary, with the swing to the right, with authoritarian rule taking over in the US, with democracies in danger and with people we thought would do better (Trudeau, Notley, Horgan) doing as bad or worse than those who came before.
I am stressed.
I am concerned for all this beautiful nature that is my personal church. What will happen? What are we doing?
I do my best and I know it’s usually not good enough.
My only refuge from all this is getting out into nature. So that’s what I’m doing tomorrow. And on Friday. And on Saturday. And on and on.