The world can feel a bit much sometimes. We’ve trouble stirring in our little community, with someone anonymously campaigning against dogs (not quite sure how else to describe it) and rather than talking to owners, going straight to the authorities. In one case they trespassed on private property and left a note. Creepy! And leaving that person and their family feeling unsafe.
This has people reeling and speculating about who the complainy person is. Things like that can have a big impact in small communities. Tension on our facebook page is up too. Talking to each other is SO much better. Even if it’s hard.
I’ve been thinking about community. And how we deal with hard things. An eco-village in the US I know and love is dealing with their most challenging time yet. Every community’s nightmare. I have followed them since early on, visited, have friends there. The updates and news from them are raw, compassionate and heartbreaking in their honesty. Eco-village members are taking care of themselves, each other, and engaging in community process around what happened. It is in the hard times that our support and processes are tested and often improved in the aftermath of crisis.
Though upsetting, the drama in my little beach side community is nowhere near the magnitude of what the people of that eco-village is going through.
Still, everything seems a bit much and once I schedule posts for work I am cutting down my social media time. The time I spend on it has been creeping up and I’m swapping it out to be creative, work in the garden, walk on the beach and finish the book I’m writing. I need to rest in simple pleasures, creative work and gratitude. I’m sewing and drawing again. Big projects are brewing and I can’t justify sitting on facebook. If I miss anything important email me?!