Reflections on a pandemic, part IV
In this final pandemic reflection, we’re going to think about what we want our post-pandemic lives to look at.
In this final pandemic reflection, we’re going to think about what we want our post-pandemic lives to look at.
Parts I and II of our pandemic reflection series asked you to reflect on aspects of pre-pandemic life. Today we’re going to reflect on life during the pandemic.
In part I of our pandemic reflection series, we reflected on what you were doing a year ago. If that brought up hard feelings, I hope you were able to honour them without being overwhelmed by them.
This week I invite you to join me in a reflection on the last year – how you’ve experienced the pandemic, what you want to take forward to a post-pandemic life, and what you want to leave behind.
Off the top of my head, I can think of two simple ways to make the choice to follow guidelines easier on ourselves. First, it’s the choice of words. Instead of saying, “when we’re allowed to…,” say, “when it’s safe to….” It’s a verbal reminder that this is for our protection and our community’s protection. Second, we can choose to be kind. Bullying won’t end the pandemic sooner. As the saying goes, you can catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.
Just past the end of the railroad tracks, marked in the Polish way with flowers, was a monument calling for the cry of despair to stay in that place forever as a lesson. But genocide is still a reality in the world, and it’s still too easy to turn away from it because it’s happening somewhere else, to someone else. At the end of my day in Auschwitz, I felt disconnected from humanity. Even now, thirteen years later, I don’t know how to fit into a world that hasn’t learned from what happened in these places.
Earthquake. Hailstorm. Hurricane. Trauma. If you’ve experienced a natural disaster or trauma, you know that while it is happening, your only focus is on survival. When it’s over, you come out slowly to survey the damage. You then have a choice. You can turn your back on it and walk away, trying to pretend it never happened. Or you can roll up your sleeves and start cleaning up.
I’m sure I could find metaphors for this, but I really chose this image because I woke with Georgia on my mind. This day started so hopefully.
Some of the most beautiful things humans have created have been places of worship – think of cathedrals, temples, synagogues, mosques, and the art they contain. I think of the creation of these as acts of love, and acts of faith.
I still have a need for stillness and reflection on Sunday mornings, whether it is sitting in my meditation space, at my desk with my journals, or in the garden.