Some days, I am miserable.
The world feels heavy and unkind,
and I find myself believing the lie
that nothing will ever get better.
Then I look closer,
and I see what I’ve been feeding myself.
Negativity, dressed up as connection.
Scrolling through outrage,
through perfectly curated despair.
Social media hums with noise,
every post a spark meant to ignite my emotions,
and I let it.
Television blares stories of chaos,
shocking plot twists dressed as entertainment.
Even the songs I hum along to
ache with heartbreak and anger.
And I consume it all —
morning, noon, and night.
No wonder my soul is starving.
We absorb what surrounds us.
We mirror the ache of the people beside us,
reflecting pain like sunlight off glass —
bright, relentless, and blinding.
So I remind myself:
Be gentle with what you take in.
Be mindful of what you feed your spirit.
Unplug.
Pause the noise.
Turn off the accounts that drain you,
the shows that fill you with sorrow,
the songs that make your heart ache for things long gone.
Instead —
play your feel-good list.
Hum joy back into your bones.
Step outside and let the sky feed you peace.
Let silence be sacred.
Let creativity flow through you
like water cleansing the dust from your edges.
Sometimes the simplest healing
is in choosing what you allow to enter.
Your soul deserves sweetness,
light,
and renewal.
And when you feed it love,
you begin to bloom again.
Crow and Flame 