Less Furious, More Curious
How to keep your peace – and your power – in a world run by bullies and fools.

It feels like the world’s gone mad — egos on parade, empathy in short supply, decency downgraded to weakness. But here’s the secret: peace isn’t found by escaping the chaos. It’s found by standing in the middle of it, clear-eyed and unshakable, while everyone else spins.
Every day brings a new circus — the news, social media, family and relationship drama, workplace politics, or just the random cruelty of strangers. But how you show up for it — that’s your power.
Remember in grade school when the teacher would step out of the room, and a handful of kids would instantly start throwing paper, shouting, or bossing everyone around? Those kids are running the world.
The arrogant, the entitled, the bullies. The misogynists who think they’re clever. The hollow leaders with expensive suits and no soul. The ones who never grew up — they just deceive and posture.
If you haven’t seen this yet, you’re either blessedly sheltered or willfully blind. Because when you’ve lived through real struggle — poverty, violence, addiction, abuse — you see it everywhere. You see how systems are designed to reward domination and punish empathy. You see how lies float to the top while truth sinks, quietly glowing in the depths.
And when you’re a woman, it’s even sharper.
When you’re a Métis woman, sharper still.
When you’re a Métis woman fleeing domestic violence from a white man in Canada — the contrast burns. The layers of patriarchy and colonialism reveal themselves fast, like snakes slithering out from under overturned stones.
But here’s the thing: stupidity isn’t personal. Cruelty isn’t sophisticated. And arrogance is just ignorance in a tuxedo.
That realization is freedom.
Because when you know the world is often run by the lowest common denominators, you stop expecting fairness. You stop looking for sanity in systems built by sociopaths. Instead, you wake up each day, armour your nervous system with prayer and humour, and prepare to dance through the madness.
A helpful mantra:
“I won’t get furious — I’ll get curious.”
Curiosity keeps you alive. It keeps your brain online when your body wants to shut down. It turns confrontation into data, anger into discernment. Instead of exploding, you start observing. Instead of reacting, you respond.
You begin to see every insult, every injustice, every idiotic policy as a case study in unconsciousness. You note it, learn from it, and refuse to become it.
While acknowledging injustice — and your very real emotions about it — is vital, nothing is worth sacrificing your peace. Your nervous system is holy ground. Guard it. Protecting your peace is not avoidance; it’s strategy. It’s how warriors keep breathing through the smoke.
Shift from dismay to a quiet, steady curiosity: How can I be of service? To yourself first — through rest, through boundaries, through joy. And then to others, by embodying calm where others collapse.
Forgive them, for they know not what they do — but also, don’t sit at their table. Forgiveness doesn’t mean fellowship. It means freedom.
And when you start to think it’s just you — that you’re too sensitive, too awake, too tired — remember this: awareness has always been lonely. Ignorance is bliss, but it’s also bondage. The more intelligent, intuitive, and compassionate you are, the heavier the world can feel on your shoulders. But history shows that the great minds and mystics all turned that isolation into light.
They painted. They wrote. They invented. They prayed.
They transmuted exile into evolution.
So don’t let the bastards grind you down. They’ve been loud for centuries — but they’ve never been right.
You don’t need to fight every fool. You need only rise above them, stay curious, and protect your inner flame.
That’s not passivity. That’s mastery.
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About the Creator
THE HONED CRONE
Sacred survivor, mythic storyteller, and prophet of the risen feminine. I turn grief, rage, and trauma into art, ritual, and words that ignite courage, truth, and divine power in others.



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I can feel your growth through your writing. Keep sharing your journey — people need it.