Dear Pandemic,
Thank you for pause. Thank you for chaos and confusion. Thank you for stacking up all of my methods of working on top of each other like lego blocks, boosting my ego and teetering it sky-high with all of my capabilities, my insights, my critical analysis, my personability, my sincere desire to help and be of service – my crazy determined methodical mind and its ability to sequence, plan, prepare, collaborate, respond, adjust, repeat –
Thank you Pandemic for forcing me into my body – for screaming at me with all your might – for coming along at a time when my worth was so wrapped up in being the giver, the helper, being of service to the job, to community, to those less fortunate – but forgetting to be of service to myself – my memory weakened, my brain fog set in – my lack of patience and irritability started to kick in to high gear – my full-body exhaustion – my attempts to control my adrenals and cortisol levels by exercising and eating a restrictive diet – my weight gain – my stop, my breath, my pause – my limitations – my bed, my house.
To rest.
To rest.
To rest.
Thank you Pandemic for returning the Venetian canals to turquoise – thank you for removing the air pollution from our skies – thank you Pandemic in a similar way as the animals and plants are thanking Chernoble.
Thank you Pandemic for taking covert hatred and the ‘isms’ and shining a big, bright, hospital-room type light on them.
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Thank you Pandemic for breaking me down into a million shards of china or porcelain – and thank you again for lingering – so I could take a pause and pack up the pieces one-by-one and reform the vessel with gold and copper – a way similar to how fragile shiny objects are restored in Japan.
Thank you Pandemic for calling out my enemies, the Evil ones, and the snakes draped in sheep’s clothing.
Thank you Pandemic for giving me an argument to policy makers for how quickly something really can be implemented…
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