PANIC BUYING…..USA: Medicine, toilet paper and guns….Italy: Cigarettes and Grappa….France: Condoms and red wine….The Netherlands: Hashish, weed and cheese….Scotland: whiskey….Germany. toilet paper and flour….I think I’m living in the wrong country!
THE FACT THAT…canned food, toxic chemicals, and store bought hand sanitizers are out of stock….yet fresh fruits, vegetables and herbs are “FULLY” stocked, shows that humans have no idea how the immune system works.
I NEVER THOUGHT….I would see the day when weed was easier to buy than toilet paper and hand sanitizer.
MEXICO….is now asking Trump to hurry up with the wall.
IT SEEMS….a little ridiculous to me that people are so afraid that their children are going to miss a whole month of learning….how about using this month to teach them how to cook, check the oil in the car, do laundry, treat others with respect, sew on a button, deep clean, balance a checkbook, etc….not all learning is done in a classroom.
SOMETIMES…you just have to shut the world out, close your eyes and turn up the music.
AND THE PEOPLE STAYED HOME…and read books, and listened, and rested, and exercised, and made art, and played games, and learned new ways of being and were still. And listened more deeply, some meditated, some prayed, some danced. Some met their shadows. And the people began to think differently. And the people healed. And, in absence of people living in ignorant, dangerous, mindless, and heartless ways, the earth began to heal. And when the danger passed, and the people joined together again, they grieved their loses, and made new choices, and dreamed new images, and created new ways to live and heal the earth fully, as they had been healed….by the brokenness of the world. All things break. And all things can be mended. Not with time, as they say, but with intention. So, go. Love intentionally, extravagantly, unconditionally. The broken world awaits in darkness for the light that is you.
LET’S TAKE A MINUTE….and pray for bar owners, hairstylists, barbers, musicians and all self-employed individuals.
PLEASE KEEP TRUMP OFF THE AIR….he offers no solace. I feel worse every time I hear him spew lies and congratulate himself…I’m only interested in hearing from doctors and scientists.
THE MOST WONDERFUL….places to be in the world are….in someone’s thoughts….someone’s prayers….and in someone’s heart.
THE CORONA VIRUS LOCK DOWN….may save more lives by preventing pollution than by preventing infection
I OPENED TWO GIFTS THIS MORNING….They were my eyes.
HOW COME….the liquor stores don’t have empty shelves? Are people not realizing they will be quarantined with their spouses and kids?
EVERYTHING IS CLOSING….so I’m about to open up a strip club….breakfast diner….daycare center….I’m calling it “TITS-GRITS AND WE BABYSITS”
YOU CAN’T CALM THE STORM….so stop trying. What you can do is calm yourself. The storm will pass.
CLOSING SCHOOLS….does not mean it’s ok to take your kids to the movies…..the mall….trampoline parks….McDonalds play place….or any other place of entertainment. It means keep them at home, so the virus doesn’t spread. Otherwise, there is no point in closing the schools.
HEALTH CARE WORKERS…..grocery store employees and truck drivers….are now more important than professional athletes, actors and famous musicians.
NONE OF US ARE IMMUNE
It’s going to be okay.
It really is.
We will face this situation together with love, humor and patience.
We will weep together; we will laugh together.
We will discover togetherness in our apartness.
And the worst of it will end one day.
And we will have learned so much by then.
We will now be called to face very difficult feelings inside of us.
Fear. Grief. The loss of an old way of life. Our devastated plans.
We will learn to face ourselves. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
Nowhere to go except within.
A sacred quarantine.
We will learn to face our boredom. Our restlessness. The part of us that wants to be somewhere else, with someone else, doing something else, having some other experience, in some other Now, living in some other life.
We will let go of the wonderful future we had planned.
We will let the fantasy future die, release it, and grieve it.
We will return to the solidity and warmth of the present.
We will make the present into our home.
We will begin again, here, build a new house on new soil.
We will explore a new way of life.
Strange, at first. But full of possibility.
Slower. Kinder. Quieter.
We will talk to each other honestly about death, and life, and impermanence, and how we feel about all the changes that have come to us and our loved ones.
We will learn to value life a little more.
Yes, perhaps we will learn to value life a little more.
And live with our hearts cracked slightly open to the elements.
And lean into uncertainty and find our salvation there.
None of us are immune to change.
To rupture. To the shattering of old, familiar forms.
This is the way of things, this has always been the way of things.
From this perspective, nothing has gone wrong.
Crisis simply means “turning point”, and none of us are immune from the turning.
The breaking of the old makes way for the birth of new.
It has always been this way.
Love. Humor. Patience. With these things, we will come through.
Stronger than before. Renewed. Ready.
I am sending you all my love, my friends.