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There is just so much going on,  and personal things going on with me,i am just so on edge, my nerves are just  so up .

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@goldensrbest wrote:

There is just so much going on,  and personal things going on with me,i am just so on edge, my nerves are just  so up .


Feel free not to read this, @goldensrbest . It's just my two cents because you sound so stressed and I saw your other post that your mother fell. It's my unsolicited advice and is just meant as a suggestion from a place of concern and affection toward you:

 

I think you should limit your exposure to topics like this one for now. You have enough going on. The rest of us can worry about the fires and the world and the storms and the problems for you. You just take care of yourself and your mom as best you can -- and ask for lots of help from the people around you, even those you don't know but who are local to you and her. The rest of the world's problems are not your job right now.

 

When I'm really stressed out, I tend to go very global and am extra sensitive to all the ills of the world, all the woe. I notice all of it and it hurts me all the more. But that's the worst time for me to concentrate on storms and fires. I have nothing to offer the situation and I am weakened by it. Under stress, I need to make myself the priority so I can handle the actual real world things I need to do. Everybody else's problems, at that moment, are just distractions that dilute my strength.

 

That is when I pull back to my personal center where I am eternally safe and protected. What I believe is enduring and forever, I center myself in that. Nothing can harm me there. And from there is the best place to handle what I see in front of me. One step at a time, moment by moment, breath by breath, one foot in front of the other.

 

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