I’m officially a week into the new ‘regime’. Having finally accepted my post as general of my own life, the last week has been an effort to beat my lazy, recalcitrant inner teenager into submission.
My successes, thus far:
- I’ve eaten a total of three chocolate biscuits in the last week, having sated the sugar fiend that lurks within with yoghurt, nuts and, when times are especially hard, a Deliciously Ella hot chocolate. I still crave biscuits but now I’m also craving nuts, which has created a whole new opportunity for innuendo-based hilarity in the house.
- Activity levels have, at last, increased! I’m not up to marathon (or even mini-marathon) standards but I’ve managed to cook! I’ve cleaned! I’ve gone to the shops and even out for walks. I honestly feel like hibernating but despite that, today, I’ve washed up, sorted out a cupboard, cooked (and eaten) banana pancakes, walked to the newsagents and cooked omelette muffins. This is an indescribably HUGE amount for me.
- Heaps of studying and writing have happened. There’s nothing I’m ready to inflict upon a general audience yet but there are things I’m happy with and that’s a first since I was, oh, 17?
- I FINALLY GET INSTAGRAM!!! Have you tried it? Once I got my head round it, it’s like a huge scrapbook of (carefully selected) moments from people’s lives, all perceived through the magic of filters. If you’d like a gander at my Instagram, it’s jessicavlane.
I can’t really post this without saying something about the atrocities that occurred on Friday 13th November. What happened in Paris has been very much front-and-centre, while other tragedies have taken something of a back seat.
Over the last two days, every person from politician to celebrity to the everyday layman has shouted one opinion or another. The hashtag #PrayforParis has curried global support for survivors in Paris, yet has been shot down for using religion to fight religious extremists. While those who have suffered in the last few days try to pick themselves up, everyone is busying themselves with aggressive finger-pointing and petty arguments.
There are better ways. The incredibly outpouring of love and support from across the world is proof that in the darkness, there is always light, and when you really look at it, there is far more love in the world than darkness, if we allow ourselves to see it. Hate and anger is exactly what terrorists want, so we need to let go of the aggressive language. You can’t fight hate with more hate; you can only fight it with love and positivity. Follow the sage advice of the late John Lennon, and Give Peace a Chance.