The last couple weeks have been a mishmosh of sad, uncomfortable, infuriating, and just plain exhausting. I’m still stunned by the death of Robin Williams. I can’t put my finger on why exactly his passing has hit me on such a profound level – I suppose he’s one of those actors you expect to grow old with – but it has. Why is it that those who tap the rest of the world in to a seemingly bottomless well of happiness and joy often seem to do so at their own expense?
The events in Ferguson, Missouri are, sadly, less stunning. I hate that, though. I don’t want incidents like those that have occurred to ever be normalized or predictable so I keep trying to teach myself over and over to never be complacent and to keep things raw just so I don’t buy into the belief that this is the world we live in. I remember feeling the same way right after Newtown occurred. You just have to keep things raw. I place a lot of faith in the power of Not Forgetting.
I’ve been following these more-than-headlines from my desk at work, where right now my team is busy preparing for our nonprofit’s biggest benefit of the year, a local music festival where we celebrate the artists and other creatives we serve. In our small but sunny office four of us work, and usually at some point during the day we’ll all have our headphones in, listening to music while we get results.
It was during one of those moments on Monday that Deee-Lite came on my Pandora station. I had just gotten done clicking over from Facebook where there was more bad news abbreviated with people dumping ice water all over themselves in what is probably going to go down as a highlight in the history of Slacktivism. I needed to be reminded of how good the world really is and how sometimes it’s the small things like a club hit from the 90’s that reminds you of this. What’s really funny is that finding joy in these little serendipitous nuggets of life is something I’ve been talking about over the last two weeks at work for a hashtag campaign we’ve been running, but it was only at that moment when that song came through in my earphones that I actually started to believe it.
So quietly, at my desk, I did a little dance.
And for those moments, I was really, really happy.
There are a lot of things that have the power to divide us, but the world is equally full of things that can bring us together simply because each of us has the ability to recognize their goodness.
Music and Love and Compassion and Grace, to name a few.
Those are all contagious.
Share your Delight. It may just be what someone needs to hear at this exact moment.