Self-care isn’t escapism – it’s how we stay engaged. Self-care isn’t narcissism gone wild – it’s how we preserve our core so we can serve others. Self-care isn’t expendable – it’s an essential for mental and physical health. Self-care helps us maintain our equilibrium.

Especially as we mutually endure the words and deeds of the Trump regime, self-care helps us feel safe.

Many weeks ago, he was persuaded to invade Iran by one of his few present-day pals, Netanyahu, a yahoo power-monger akin to him. He did discuss the matter with members of Congress, to whom our Constitution imbues the power to declare war. He listened to the applause of the former Fox channel weekend host, a man who personifies the Peter Principle on steroids. One wonders why his Chief of Staff, Ms. Wiles – the one who’s supposed to manage his schedule and his worst impulses – has been rendered ineffective.

We don’t wonder who has benefited from his war-not-a-war: his sons and others (Hegseth?) who uncannily purchased stocks in defense contractors.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ztZI2aLQ9Sw&list=RDztZI2aLQ9Sw&start_radio=1

Self-care is especially important for me because of several medical issues:

  1. I’ve been diagnosed with partial stiff person syndrome, in which my muscles involuntarily tense and spasm.
  2. I’m a sensitive, empathic person.
  3. I’m ancient (wink-wink)
To remain unfazed by Trump’s capricious, vindictive nature requires constant vigilance.

Recently, I was invited to engage in a new mode of silliness, one that helped me regain equilibrium and joy: music improv, something I’d never. heard of before, let alone considered. I’d find it difficult to describe to you, so suffice it to say, it was an hour where sense was abandoned in favor of nonsense and unrestrained whimsy.

Other people, places, and things that help initiate and maintain my joy are music, laughter, community with friends and family, and my guys, my husband and my dog.

My cool dude and my cool dood.