Hunkering down. Right? You too? Smallness of my world. And baby kitties. Minimizing bigness of challenge to humanity this virus presents. Again. And again. Until it’s done. And it will be. Eventually. Keeping it simple. Zooming with clients. Stemming spread of yuk preserving lives. One can hope. Trust.
But inside! Shazam. Piles of books. Wisdom literature. Traveling other universes. Levels of consciousness in meditative experiences. Awareness of power greater than ourselves. Framing our collective experience within history of humanity. Big picture expanding tight smallness of day to day.
And this morning. Before I open up my computer and begin again. Sitting with waves of discontent. You too? How long will this *long haul* be?! Untidy feelings. Anger rising up like toxic goo. Helps knowing. Naming. Instead of cloaking feelings within more bland words like: Disconcerted. Disturbed. Debilitated. I feel angry.
Split in ideologies. Really doing a number on many of us. Those at liberty to choose un-contamination. No to vaccine. Self-protection first. Those who have experienced untimely deaths of people we love. Me definitely. Not even giving a second thought about getting vaccinated. Horrified to imagine getting Covid and exposing people we love.
Ultimately. We are after all a democracy. This is how it rolls. Personal liberty. Me first vs you first. Work through this split with clients every day.
Helps to air and honor feelings. Regardless. No solution likely. Not yet. But if we don’t own up to chaotic awareness we go numb. And then eventually explode when we can’t hold it in anymore. All of us working through these stages of grief I keep reminding myself of every day: Shock or Denial. Bargaining. Anger/Sadness. Acceptance.
So thanks for being here cyber family. Courageous. Keeping it real. Owning our stuff while not pretty. At least. One can hope. Keeps us sane. The only way I know to get through this unforeseen storm. Loving you. Loving us. 🙏🏻❤️
