Trash & Treasure in Current Events

Life was in slow motion the last few days. That Trauma Support training hallowed me out. The elder who led the workshop changed a few fundamental beliefs that I had. My mind had to grieve the old belief structures. Grief only ends one way, acceptance.

Our private boxing class, yesterday, was the best one yet. Our boys were so focused. DJ pushed himself so hard, I was so proud. I am sore today. I feel like I did a full-body workout lifting weights. I pulled something in my back, so I will not be lifting weights today. I haven’t gone to the gym all week. I could barely lift my head up let alone some weights. That’s just how soul-crushing that workshop was. The gym will be there for me tomorrow morning.

I need to learn how to apply what I learned in that workshop. I’ll use my ADHD to measure its success. Lately, I’ve been able to work on tasks that I have been avoiding. One of which was years in the making. Today I am facing the music and volunteering at that shelter. God is in the work, not the word. A voice told me.

I feel like I am at a crossroads for no reason. I don’t want to overthink it. Just embrace your fate.

My city is hosting the 2036 Summer Olympics. I am so embarrassed about it. My city is an actual dump. Maybe this will make us get our act together. On the 22nd I am volunteering to clean up the trash downtown. That will fix everything…

On with my day then.