We Are All Going To Die

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     We are all going to die.

    It was the second time the same person in the Whatsapp group I belonged to; sent such a message.

    I could feel so much negativity in just one message.

    The COVID-19 pandemic has been going on for about a year now and things do not seem to improve. People are getting more anxious. Every day, negative messages seem to flood under the chat column of my Whatsapp. There are days I skip reading the messages altogether.

    We should not let fear get to us. Yes, the situation may seem critical. However, what are we doing about it? There is no use complaining and getting pessimistic over the problem without doing something. Our negative reaction will only give more power to external circumstances and influences. When we complain and whine every day, our emphasis will be on negativity and how powerless we are towards the situation. By continuously doing so, we are giving away our own power day by day. We are also influencing the mood and emotions of others around us. As a result, they would also feel helpless.

    We should regard negativity as a disease. It can be as infectious as COVID-19. Notice how people can be in a group? When a person laments on how unfair life can be, another person will join in and continue with more stories of unfairness. After all the outpouring of emotions, nothing gets accomplished instead, the negative thoughts of each person become deepens without a solution.

    This does not mean that we can put our heads in the clouds or ignore the problem like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand. We need to keep in touch with reality. Facing and knowing the reality of the situation, but yet being positive and be part of the solution instead of being part of the problem.

    So before we react to a situation, stop and think.

    Are we emphasising negativity or positivity? Are we solving problems or creating them?

  Yes, we are all going to die one day. This is the reality of it. What matters most is the difference that we make while we are still alive. 


  Website: Rising From The Ashes

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