As I could have guessed, I was firmly set in my place last night. It always happens when I try to spend too much time feeling sorry for myself. The Universe (or God, whatever your belief system is), reminded me last night how miniscule my issues are compared to what is and what has been going on around me.

Last night we participated in our usual Sunday night ritual; watching a music DVD before going to bed. We have some wonderful concerts and it really does help us to wind up the weekend properly. We chose Sting last night. It was a new concert I picked up while out with Sis yesterday.

The venue couldn't have been more beautiful. He has a villa in Italy and decided to have the concert on his property with a small crowd of people. His stage was set up against a terra cotta wall decorated with vines. To the right and left were beautiful trees and foliage.

It started on a somber note. The date of this concert was September 11, 2001. Sting started out by saying that this was supposed to be a celebration, but because of events that had happened that day it became something else. He further said that he decided to not cancel the concert because that would give credence to what the terrorists had done. Instead, he wanted to be together with his friends so they could have a sense of community that evening.

He then dedicated the next song to those that had died. "Fragile". And then the next, "A Thousand Years". Read the lyrics if you have a chance. It was haunting, and it was apparent that Sting had a difficult time getting through the songs.

As I listened to those songs and what the lyrics represented that night, my problems and sadness seemed to dissapear and I went to bed with a completely different mindset. I needed to be smacked around a bit and reminded that giving energy and being stuck in negativity is not the right path. Instead, I should find positive ways to move past my feelings. Move past my issues.

And that is what I shall do.