Feeling Anxiety About the State of the World? You’re Not Alone.

by | Oct 10, 2021 | 20s, Anxiety, Dying/Death, Highly Sensitive Person, Intrusive Thoughts | 12 comments

The topic of world and eco-anxiety shows up in my practice every few months, but it currently seems to be at an all-time high. And how could it be otherwise when news of doom and disaster inflames and floods our airwaves daily?

One of the byproducts of being a highly sensitive person prone to anxiety is that you tend to take on others’ pain and stories. This is particularly true if you had an enmeshed relationship with a parent growing up and didn’t learn to solidify the borders of your skin but instead became a porous sponge that absorbed the emotional world of your parent.

But the tendency to take on others’ pain and stories is a common struggle for many people regardless of early relationships and speaks to being both high sensitivity and not having established a full well of Self. For when the waters in your inner well are low, there’s nothing to absorb the pings and bangs of life: every story pings and every pain bangs on those dry, hollow walls.

This often shows up in my work around relationship anxiety when a client struggling to understand the real nature of love will hear about someone who broke up with her partner because “she wasn’t in love enough.” Suddenly their friend’s story – even a friend twice removed – is now her story. Or the client who’s brother’s marriage just ended because “they just grew apart” and now he’s convinced that that’s how his relationship will end up. The intersection of sensitivity/anxiety and lack of accurate information creates a landmine of potential explosions; one false move and the anxious mind is now on fire with its story-building.

But it’s not only in relationships that this tendency to absorb others’ lives and pain shows up. It can show up in health anxiety (you hear of someone who has cancer and then you’re scared that you have it); in sexuality anxiety (you hear of someone who left her husband to pursue a relationship with a woman and suddenly you’re in full-blown sexual orientation spike); and in world anxiety.

I don’t know a single sensitive person who doesn’t feel anxious at times about the state of our world. Again, how could it be otherwise when we’re on information overload about every disaster, attack, illness, disease, famine, drought, natural disaster, animal extinction and calamity that befalls every square foot of our earth? We can limit the amount of negative news  we ingest (and I recommend it), but we don’t want to live with our heads in the sand and as soon as we come up for air our lungs are filled with the pain of the world. At times it can feel like too much to bear.

Consider Anne Morrow Lindbergh’s words in Gifts From the Sea (which she wrote in 1955; how much more information we’re inundated with today!):

“But just how far can we implement this planetary awareness? We are asked today to feel compassionately for everyone in the world; to digest intellectually all the information spread out in public print; and to implement in action every ethical impulse roused by our hearts and minds. The inter-relatedness of the world links us constantly with more people than our hearts can hold. Or rather – for I believe that the heart is infinite – modern communication loads us with more problems than the human frame can carry. It is good, I think, for our hearts, our minds, our imaginations to be stretched; but body, nerve, endurance and life-span are not as elastic. My life cannot implement in action the demands all the people to whom my heart responds.


“Faced with this dilemma what can we do? We are forced to make some compromise. Because we cannot deal with the many as individuals, we sometimes try to simplify the many into an abstraction called the mass. Because we cannot deal with the complexity of the present, we often over-ride it and live in a simplified dream of the future. Because we cannot solve our own problems right here at home, we talk about problems out there in the world. An escape process goes on from the intolerable burden we have placed upon ourselves.”

Where can we start, Anne Morrow Lindbergh asks? We start with the here and now. We start with the center of the circle. We learn how to “deal with the individual… and the complexity of the present” instead of siphoning off our anxiety into the projection of the masses “out there.”

In essence, we start with ourselves, learning how to become an old growth redwood instead of a leaf in the wind. We do this not with a navel-gazing, self-centered intention, but with the intention to fill our Well of Self so that we can serve our patch of earth in the way we’re meant to serve.

People often say to me, “Isn’t it selfish to spend so much time examining my inner world and doing this inner work?” To which I respond, “Anxiety actually creates a very self-absorbed state. When you heal enough of your inner world and fill your well, you can then give from a place of fullness. So it’s the opposite that’s true: healing yourself is the least selfish thing you can do whereas when you’re stuck in your anxiety you can’t see beyond the stories that wreak havoc in your own head.”

By no means am I suggesting that we stop being activists in the outer sense of the world; we need every amount of effort, actions, and donations we can offer if we’re going to heal our planet. Rather, it’s essential to recognize that our current global catastrophe is a byproduct of the mindset of separateness, fear, and divisiveness that we all carry. It’s so easy to pin the source of the problems out there on our political and world leaders. And it’s easy to avoid the battlefield in our psyches where fear and ego like to reign supreme by throwing ourselves into the battle to save the world. If we don’t take care of ourselves, our relationships, the creatures that inhabit the land at our own feet, and the soil in our backyards, then on some level we’re perpetuating the very problems that we rail against.

Still, when the world breaks and bleeds, we are called to respond and act in some way. As a highly sensitive person, it can be overwhelming when every plea for help ends up in your inbox and you want to help everyone. We can’t help everyone; we can’t save the whole world. But we can choose one cause, either local or global, and direct some resources of time or money there.

In the dance of external and internal, at some point we come back to ourselves. People often ask me, “How do I fill my well of Self? How do I become an old growth redwood instead of a leaf in the wind?” It’s a bigger answer than I can pare down to a few sentences, which is why I created my Trust Yourself program. If you’re ready to heal one of the core spokes of the generalized anxiety wheel, if you’re ready to learn from the inside out what it means to know yourself, love yourself, and ultimately trust yourself so that you can stop absorbing others’ stories and develop a stronger internal compass system by which you can more easily make decisions, if you’re plagued by the fear of making a mistake and under the whip of your inner perfectionist, if you feel taken down into despair by the brokenness and pain in our world, please join me and a group of dedicated learners for this upcoming round, which will begin on Saturday, October 16, 2021. We can heal on our own, but we heal best in community.

You can learn more here: Trust Yourself: A 30 day program to help you overcome your fear of failure, caring what others think, perfectionism, difficulty making decisions, and self-doubt. I look forward to meeting you there.

PS: I find this podcast with Tami Simon and Paul Hawken on a regenerative world very reassuring.



  1. I needed this SO MUCH this week. Speaks directly to my soul. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

      • Thank you for this. I’ve been getting overwhelmed by the need people experience as the winter holiday season approaches. I joined a FB group to sponsor a local family for Thanksgiving dinner, but the sponsored families each have to make a post telling how many people and what the need is….and, oh my goodness, each story comes up and my heart just breaks to the point that I’ve been feeling dread and guilt and not even wanting the holidays to come at all because my family is not struggling like that and so many others are.

        Thank you for the remover that a hollow well amplifies the echoes of ever ping and bang of pain and discomfort. This gives me a tool to fill up my well and enjoy family while also extending something kind to others as well.

  2. Thank you, Sheryl. <3 This feels like a hug to my tired heart/body.

    • 😊😊😊❤️❤️❤️

  3. This really speaks to me right now. Thank you Sheryl as always for your wisdom and reassurance. I know my well is running low at the moment as my anxiety has spiked. Like a warning light blinking on and off it’s a reminder to rest and just be when I can. ❤️

    • Good job listening to the warning light, Sara 😉.

  4. In astounding synchronicity, I wrote a song, “Redwood Summer”, earlier this year. Before knowledge of your Redwood tree/leaf in the wind article. In equally astounding synchronicity, i have often been that leaf in the wind when I write music (including that song), merging and melting into the style or voice of others I’m in collaboration with. Or just listening to. This struggle to find my own authentic voice as an artist mirrors my broader whole human struggle for the same—a solid sense of my own self. Pre pandemic there were glimmers. After 18+ months at home with myself, limited influences, and a lot of inner work, a new form is organically emerging from the formlessness. I am watching myself shed outgrown skin with a strange confident discernment—a long time self help obsession, a spiritual teacher whose work is so immersive there’s no space for my own thoughts/opinions, weight loss and diet obsession, and a nearly lifelong overeating pattern that I discovered was never ever mine to begin with. My friends are fewer than ever but they are also truer than ever. It feels nothing like I imagined. And not at all like limitation, which I always feared. I still feel fragile, yet also solid, rooted and steadfast. Just like a sweet little Redwood sapling! This article feels like a nod and a nudge from all that is to keep drawing the sacred circle tight around myself….until it becomes my own…until it becomes…”the solid border of my skin…”. ❤️

    Thank you and ever so much love, Sheryl.

    • This is so beautiful to read, Donna. Full of the wisdom and poetry that is clearly alive in your soul. Thank you for sharing with us. ❤️

  5. Thank you Sheryl! To all people who haven’t made up their minds, let me tell you I did this and the Trust Yourself extended (we didn’t want to end after 30 days). This is much more than a program, this is depth therapy at its best, an opportunity to heal from the root.
    I can’t recommend this enough.
    Sheryl, you’re a gem ❤️

    • Thank you so much, beautiful Georgina. ❤️❤️❤️


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