I haven’t read or watched the news in three weeks. It happened spontaneously. I realized how battered I’d felt from reading about the fires in my home state of California, the Corona virus, and the political and social discord in America. My heart felt pummeled. I lost my interest and stopped reading and watching the news.
For the first couple of days I felt like I was recovering from an accident. I was tired and sore. That got replaced with a feeling of peace. I didn’t realize how thirsty I’d been for peace.
I realized that it never served me to read or watch the news. Recently or in the past. Not watching the news suits my nature. For others, news suits their nature.
I remember experiencing this when I was a kid. My dad subscribed to Time magazine. I always read the movie reviews and ignored the rest. Movies fit my nature. But then one day I tried reading the whole magazine. I thought, “This is what people do. I should do this.” I tried but kept spacing out. I couldn’t retain what I was reading. I kept trying. Finally I was exhausted and had to stop.