One of the websites my daughter, Julie, sent me had a ton of ideas about how to "journal" your way through the pandemic...or at least commenting now and then in writing about how things are going for you...what do you see...what do you feel...how you are coping or not. I thought this had merit. So I started with my 6 Pandemic Zendalas and put them into my journal.
Then I designed some spaces around them conducive to more patterns and some space for writing. It felt good to release my thoughts about what was going on around me. I remember thinking about someone recently interviewed talking about some of the positives that could come from in the matter of being more comfortable with yourself, in sensing what is important in life, in sharing more with people you haven't seen in a long time, in more heightened sense of wonder at the natural world...etc. I began jotting some of my thoughts and where we are statistically at this point. How my thinking has changed over the last months.
But then too, the interviewed person added, you must realize that is a "privileged" view of the pandemic. If you are not ill, if you are not afraid (for yourself or loved ones), if you are sheltering inside in comfort with enough food, etc. That is the privileged way to see one's way through a shelter in place issue. There are so many that will not have that view for obvious reasons. They are doctors and nurses on the front line, homeless, sick, economically shattered, unemployed, losing a business they loved, hopeless, angry, trying to cope with young children, caring for people with disabilities, living in a nursing home, or having mental or marital problems that make them unsafe.
So it is that we must expanded our thoughts to encompass the world view of this as well as our own personal view. For me to worry if I have a mask and whether or not we'll run out of fresh bananas and have enough hand sanitizer and jig saw puzzles is one thing. But there is a whole other side to this that one cannot put aside. For me to grumble about whether I should clean a closet or bake brownies or sit on the patio to sketch is a very privileged view of what is going on here.
I am not living the life I thought I'd be living. No one is. But I am so grateful to be where I am and that my children and grandchildren and great children are able to be safe. I pray all my blogging friends are safe also and that you are able to stay well and keep sheltering until we know things have started to turn around. It's way too soon to go out shopping at the mall. We need to remember that boredom is not a reason to bring danger to all the people out there. Stay home. Listen to qualified medical folks for their opinion when it's time to go out more.