Hey, it’s Monday again/already!
What do you do when your last nerve is frayed and you just feel like banging your head against the wall because life won’t let you pause for breath and the hits just keep coming?
It’s been one of those days — one of a string of several of those days now. Lots of stress. I thought choir would help, and maybe it did, but I still found myself pretty freaking frustrated just now. I considered singing it out, as it were, but the kids are in bed so that’s a no-go this late.
Then, within the span of five minutes, I found two relevant things posted by people I know (who do not know each other at all).
No other shore, only this bank on which the living gather.
No meaning but what we find here.
No purpose but what we make.
That, and the beloved’s clear instructions:
Turn me into song: sing me awake.
The universe is not arrayed against us, even when it feels like this must be so.
These finds, cookies, caffeine, a good friend I can talk to about whatever…there are so many good parts of life that can make the rough patches easier. And music; always music!
How about you? Where do you turn when you’ve had ENOUGH?