Baudelaire got it right when he wrote, "When the low, heavy sky hangs down like a cover..." (Spleen). He gave the images for how it feels when the world weighs down. And he didn't even know about Iceland, volcanic ash, and cancelled flights. His work was all inner.
He coped with every available means--drugs, women, writing. He died in his thirties, of syphilis.
I'm feeling it, the worry, the cloud--what if we can't fly to France for the writing workshop? My husband tells me not to worry about what I can't control. Easy to say!
How do you cope with anxiety? Personally, I'm running, writing, and eating Weight Watcher ice cream sandwiches. Also drinking Prosecco. It's not a winning strategy. I'm listening--how do you calm yourself?
Causes Marilyn Kallet Supports
Southern Poverty Law Center, US Holocaust Memorial Museum, ACLU, Amnesty International, Save Darfur.