I may be older now than the little one pictured above, but I was once that young. Despite the differences in our ages, she and I are both learning. Hopefully, she is still learning about the wonders of the outdoors. The things I’m learning I hope she never has the chance of learning.
This last weekend I attended a writing workshop on the literary essay. It was time well spent. Writing prompts were available in huge numbers, and the words “pandemic” and “quarantine” came up more than once.
One more event via Zoom. The word “together” was used in opening statements from the facilitator. One participant spoke up to say that showing up on each other’s computer screens did not constitute “together.” I have to agree with her. At coffee and lunch breaks, we could not interact and get to know each other. Continue reading “What I’ve Learned, So Far, in the Time of COVID-19”
With plenty of time on my hands, my mind runs to thinking on gratitude. What I’m grateful for in our cocooning.
We decided to substitute “cocooning” for “sheltering in place” and “quarantining.” The genesis of cocooning is a statement shared in our church’s weekly men’s Bible study group. I’ll share the entire quote in a moment.
Here’s what I’m grateful for this past week:
- Shelter and food to eat plus clean water to drink.
- Being stranded in the middle of Meyer Woods with the man God blessed my life with almost 39 years ago.
- Health and welfare of our three children and their families.
- A long drive in the countryside to see what Spring is up to, and she’s up to a lot!
- Frontline workers in Portland, OR, who show up every day putting their lives at risk to care for others.
- A Facebook group providing a place to seek help and receive it in these times. The group name is Pandemic Partners-SE Portland.
- Neighbors who check on us; a couple next door and another couple behind us.
- A phone call from Rivers East Village checking in to see that we’re doing OK. (Also see Village to Village Network.)
- Reaching out to others in our community to check on their needs.
- Continuing recovery of a dear friend after a serious skiing accident two weeks ago.
All these things for some reason stand out in greater light than usual. That’s because there are so much tragedy and uncertainty around us. The stress and tension have a tendency to bring our senses into sharper focus.
How much longer will we need to follow the guidelines issued by the various levels of government? We don’t know. But one thing is sure, and it is in the words spoken by a dear friend on Wednesday morning:
Quarantining is like being cocooned. We are waiting mostly in the dark,
and we don’t know what form we will take when we emerge.
But I imagine it will be beautiful beyond our imagining.
Take these words with you and while cocooning, think on those things for which you are grateful.
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