When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, “Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping" -Mr. Rogers
If you know me in real life, you know that I am an 80 year old trapped inside this body. I like to crochet, I regularly fall asleep in my comfy chair reading, I sew, and somehow, my entire wardrobe basically consists of cardigans. I might as well give in & get that Easter egg colored perm that's bound to be my future and just stop fighting fate. Maybe that's my true connection to the above Mr. Rogers quote after all, but maybe, just maybe, it's that I am not one of those lucky ones who was born naturally upbeat and happy.
I recently listened to a podcast where they talked about genetics playing 50% of the role in your disposition - 50% of us are lucky to be upbeat, eternally optimistic and constantly looking on the bright side. The other half of us? Well, we have to work at it, like a muscle - through consistency, hard work and dedication.
As I learn more about what it means to be a true introvert and empath, I also realize that I easily can take on other people's energies. A room can completely change my disposition if I'm not paying close attention to my own grounding. Watching the nightly news has the ability to send me into a spiral of despair and stay up for hours wondering how we got to this point as humans. Luckily, I have people in my life who know me well enough to know when I'm spiraling (and consistently call me out on my biased crap), and an opportunity to look for the good all around me in the work I do. There are, and always have been, people out there creating beautiful things, making things the slow way with their hands, and helping others and themselves through their hearts.
I'm going to be talking more about this in the upcoming posts - the importance of knowing your personal "why". Mine is heavily tied to my creativity - yours might be to your career, to your spiritual calling, to tiny humans you're dedicated to raising. My personal why is my salvation - how I remind myself that the world is not all doom and gloom and my mantra for how I'd like to live this one wild life of mine - by looking for the creatives, the makers & the helpers who are making our communities/world a beautiful place. When I get lost in the despair, I head out into a place like this, re-ground myself and breathe. Where do you go to get clear on your personal why?