Let it Go, Turn it Off

By LisaCharleneF

I think the title says it all. I want to let go of so much and then simply, turn it off. I have been sitting here since 4 this morning trying to, “Let go and turn off,” it ain’t happening.

Perhaps because my beloved Kentucky wildcats are playing like a bunch of wash women. Perhaps because I have yet to receive good news to alleviate my stress. Perhaps because being as compassionate as I am I cannot turn off the world. Perhaps I need to spike my coffee.

Taking things in order: being an ex-athlete, I hate losing. Not being beat but losing and there is a huge difference. Practice never appealed to me but a game? I did not care whether it was strep throat, a dislocation or broken bone, I was competing. It was the love of the game and not the future vision of dollar signs that drove me.

Good news always alleviates stress. Last week I had to have some medical issues addressed and to date have had no news. One of those, “Want to know, yet afraid to know” things. Let’s just say I have a new concept of “Deep Space Nine” and wiggling and giggling with a needle is not a cake walk.

When one feels compassion to the depth I do there just is no switch. I cannot turn off the senseless madmen, the disasters with no warnings and the youth that feel a gun will solve their problems.

In an age of technological warp speed I cannot help but wonder if humanity is not what we are sacrificing. Have we redefined the words, “Moral and ethical?” It is okay to berate someone over a small, lifeless screen and chuckle. Is this the new writing on the bathroom wall?

Our children do not interact, they text and Facebook. To makes matters worse, we follow suit. Our children are faced with mountains we never dreamed of and I for one see no answer other than compassion.

As I sat these past few days, stressed out, I have wondered many a thing. How could a madman go unnoticed and a life be saved due to modern medicine? A higher power, my friend.

Why so many devastating disasters and isn’t it a miracle we now have the ability to rescue survivors? A short time ago that rescue would not have been possible. A higher power, my friend. 

I cannot turn off the tears I see in some of your written words. I worry, I care and as stressed as I am, want so bad to reach and touch you. It helps with the stress. But alas, I do not have this power my friend.

As you can tell I am stressed, my mind is a cluster bomb. Right now, when it goes off, it is an explosion of fragmented thoughts, mostly “Why?” Always followed by the question, “What happen to social interactions of the touchy feely kind?”

Friday I will be participating in D.L. Hammons “Significant Other” blogfest. Since I’m not married Ms. Twister will be divulging information, after all she has known me since 2nd grade. If you haven’t signed up yet hop on over and do so. It ought to be fun.

I leave you with a closing request, “Reach out today and actually TOUCH someone.” Coodies are an urban legend.

Peace.

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