The last few months have been the best of times, and the worst of times.
The best of times for me have been the ones where I have hunkered down accepted this time of social isolation and found gratitude in the many small things around me. birds bathing in a puddle at the end of the driveway, being alive to hear their morning songs of celebration. Gratitude can come easily when I reflect on this spectacular beautiful place to be during a pandemic. A place where people take time to see how their neighbours are doing, offering some support or a maybe another recipe for sour dough bread, or a physical distancing smile. Being truly inspired by all the folks who gave of themselves to keep us healthy and sustained. Putting the needs of others above their own.
Worst of times, missing friends, and family where you could gather for a meal or a glass of wine. Playing music with my lovely friends , Going out when you feel like it, to anywhere you feel like going.
Hearing of the deaths the pain and suffering of losing a family member or a friend and not being with them to say farewell. The anguish of what tomorrow may bring. Grieve for what was and will never be again.
I wonder If we take time (which we have had an abundance of) to really see people, what gifts, and friendships we may discover in each other.
I do not stand alone, in good times and in bad I SEE YOU. I think about the many times I walk about with eyes partially open; I miss the quiver of a voice a pained expression. Could the fruits from this unchartered time in our lives be an opportunity to create stronger bonds between us, looking at our diversity as the greatest gift of all.
Harrison Hot Springs