So last week, the Hubby and I took off to our happy place. And although the vacation was planned a couple of month’s ago, turns out Universe was, as always, in divine order about the date we chose. You see we left a few days after the Presidential Election in the U.S. and at that point, we definitely needed to find our happy place. But my guess is not for the reasons you suspect when you read that line. You suspect it’s because of who won. It’s not.
I’ll be honest, I didn’t even watch the election coverage. The Hubby was out of town, so I opened a bottle of wine, caught up on my Modern Family episodes, then turned on the Hallmark Channel, and finally went to bed early. The hate and negativity from the last few months has just been too much so I’ve been avoiding it. My hope was that I would wake up to find the election was over, whomever won won, and all that negativity and hate was over, allowing us to get back to life as we know it. But I was wrong. Way wrong.
So, obviously there are a whole lot of people who support the President Elect. That was proven when he won the election. There are also a whole lot of people who literally hate the President Elect. When I logged on to FB that Wednesday morning, that was pretty apparent. And it’s absolutely your choice whether you support the man or hate the man. I totally get that. (Although, when you ‘hate’ someone, you’re really only hurting yourself…but that’s another blog.)
The problem for me came, when I saw that the hate for the man, was now being transferred to anyone who supported that man. Instead of waking up to a country now focused on healing and moving forward, I woke up to some of the most hateful, angry, fear-based, and nasty posts and comments, made to and about, anyone who voted for him. The hate displayed in mainstream and social media was shocking to me. My shock caused me to comment on a few posts asking for calm and compassion and love, and trying to explain how the Law of Attraction works. Note there, I did not say, “Get over it, you lost!” I was trying to help people by guiding them towards better feeling thoughts. But when I did, I was attacked. I was told I was evil because my comments obviously meant I liked the man. I was racist, I was hate personified, and I was a bigot. One comment did wish me luck living with what I had done to the country. So, there was that.
My point in telling you this is not to make anyone feel sorry for me because I was attacked. (Trust me, I’m a big girl and can take care of myself.) My point is that I learned something. No matter how much you want to help someone, no matter how much you want to teach them that their hate is hurting them…
Sometimes you can’t and you just have to walk away.
For me the hate was palpable and just awful (and unfortunately, it still is…) So I left. I left FB for awhile, I unfollowed or hid people’s posts. (Now I know a bunch of you have posted that graphic saying, “I won’t unfriend, or unfollow, or block anyone for their political posts. I respect your opinions and you’re my friend.” Yea, I get that, but that’s not why I unfollowed peeps. It wasn’t their political posts I was unfollowing, it was their hatred.) I didn’t answer my phone, and I got in the car and we drove to our happy place. And that’s okay. Sometimes you just have to go to your happy place….and leave everyone else to their own thoughts, beliefs, and yes, fears. And your happy place doesn’t have to be a warm beach in another state. It can be inside the pages of a book, between your earbuds, with your dog, whatever.
So instead of engaging anymore in the negativity, last week I took long walks every morning. I sat with the Hubby on the water and watched the pelicans diving and the dolphins jumping. I lied out in the sun. I swam in a nice, warm pool. I ate really good food. I drank really good wine. I met really nice, fun, happy people. I saw old friends I haven’t seen in awhile. I left the hatred and bigotry behind and….I found my happy place again.
What’s in your happy place?