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With Empathy, It is My Hope to Bring Light and a Smile to Those who Dwell in the Darkening Days

 

This is my winter song to you
The storm is coming soon
It rolls in from the sea

My voice, a beacon in the night
My words will be your light
To carry you to me

Is love alive?

They say that things just cannot grow
Beneath the winter snow
Or so I have been told

They say we’re buried far
Just like a distant star
I simply can not hold

Is love alive?

This is my winter song
December never felt so wrong
Cause you’re not where you belong
Inside my arms

I still believe in summer days
The seasons always change
And life will find a way

I’ll be your harvester of light
and send it out tonight
So we can start again

Is love alive?

This is my winter song
December never felt so wrong
Cause you’re not where you belong
Inside my arms

This is my winter song to you
The storm is coming soon
It rolls in from the sea

My love is a beacon in the night
My words will be your light
To carry you to me

Is love alive?

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With Empathy, It is My Hope to Bring Light and a Smile to Those who Dwell in the Darkening Days

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linus cartoon_humanityPeople put so much stress on themselves all year long, but between Thanksgiving and Christmas, the internal perfectionist kvetches very loudly. “Everything has to be just perfect” is a tough taskmaster; parties, menus, gifts, clothes, music — so many choices, and the pressure to recreate mystical unicorns of holidays past, can add to already mounting anxiety. With long term unemployment, fear in the economy and crushing debt, not to mention dysfunctional families and jobs, there is more than enough stress to go around. Here are some ideas to help you navigate through some of it now and the whole year through. Wishing You All the Best!!

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Editor’s note: CNN contributor Amanda Enayati ponders the theme of seeking serenity: the quest for well-being and life balance in stressful times.

I have been examining stress from every which angle for the past six months.

And since, by now, I have sufficiently stressed out my editor and probably some readers with essays that often run well over  my assigned length, this week I’m offering up a lightning round of some of the most compelling stress-busting strategies I’ve come across.

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Leftovers Sandwich.”

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People do not gossip to share another’s virtue and extol their incredible humanity.

Empathy comes in many forms. But when poisonous half-truths and embellished lies are said behind someone’s back, they cannot be recovered. We can destroy a person with a few lines shared with many people.

A person can work hard his whole life or turn his life around from a tragic situation. Those with mental disorders or drug addiction fight to heal and become stronger, better, and more able and empathetic to others who have shared the battle. Those who have known loss can understand the depth of someone else’s grief. Those who have committed a crime have spent their time in prison, expressed remorse, and having been rehabilitated, want to be given a fair chance to begin anew.

A struggle is as individual as a fingerprint. You can look at it but it will always be from a distance and not the truth that exists deep within. A few bitter words can dash dreams or personal growth. Your words can cast them back to the saddest and most difficult fight of their lives. Those who hear the negativity will absorb it as truth, obtained from someone that they trust, thinking that it could never be false.

A moment’s authority, validation, attention-seeking, or wallowing in someone else’s drama, can literally destroy another’s life. Doors and minds will close and the person whose value you destroyed will never even know why.  Also, those things you said, the conspiratorial whispers of gossip, will always come back one way or another. What will people say about you behind your back?

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