Living in limbo is an unusual experience for all of us. It’s impossible not to dwell upon what will happen next, the economic consequences, the long term impact on each of our towns, our villages, our cities, and our countries, and our immediate surroundings.
For us, the considerations are less long-term and more immediate.
Will the hotel stay open to shelter us until this passes? If not, where will we go? Will the hotel be able to receive deliveries at some point? When will I be able to eat vegetables again, a mainstay of my diet?
I never knew I would long for the crispiness of a bite of romaine lettuce or the crunch of sautéed broccoli cooked al dente. For many, any food at all is a luxury for which I continue to remind myself. We are fortunate during this unusual and trying time in history.
And yes, this period will go down in history as a time of great loss, sorrow, worry, and fear. None of us are exempt from the impact on our lives.
For those of us who will have avoided the ravages of the virus, we can always remind ourselves how our diligent efforts along with a stroke of good fortune kept us safe in the wake of others dying around us.
I would like to believe there’s always a reason for such disasters. Is it Mother Nature’s way of reminding us of who is in control? There’s no smog in Mumbai today. The waters in the canals of Venice are crystal clear with sea creatures arriving in excited pods to play in her clear blue waters. What does that say?
Sure, there are endless conspiracy theories flooding the internet right now surmising many possible scenarios. Any single perspective may be partially plausible or not.
I prefer to let it lie in the grasps of a higher power deciding this world needed a reset, not just financially but spiritually as well.
We all could have lived a better life with more compassion, less judgment of others, less toxic vitriol, less consumption, and with more tenderness toward each other and our planet.
And, here we are now, with an opportunity to rethink how we function in this world, with each other, with nature and with wildlife. Everything was askew.
We wait to see if this demon in”flu”encer will leave us when it determines we are ready for change.
More of the world believes in a higher power than not. Maybe it’s time for us to not only pray for “it” to “go away” but also pray for our individual strength and resolve to build a better world, a healthier planet.
When in all of history has each person, each country been in the throes of the very same fears and reactions? Not even during world wars. Let’s embrace the worldwide power of this moment and come together in peace and harmony.
Our heartfelt compassion and sympathy for those families impacted by this global devastation. We offer love and hope for all of us to heal, to restore and to play a personal role in the upcoming impact of change.
Photo from one year ago today, March 28, 2019:
|“Don’t get too close to my baby,” says mama mongoose, one year ago today. See here for more photos.|