In my recent reader survey, one reader shared this (remarkably prescient) comment:
“The world moves too quickly now and we are expected to keep the pace but in my opinion it is far from healthy and we need to realize that.”
Here I am, in my home office, typing at my computer, surrounded by kantha blankets. This is nothing new; in fact, my work situation (and my husband, Wayne’s) is, on its best & most productive days, remarkably resemblant to “social isolation” or “social distancing”. Some weeks (most weeks?), I barely leave my neighborhood.
But the difference is the distant sound of piano keys pounded, the wrestling in the other room… the presence of three extra bodies in the house on an otherwise normal school week. And: the encouragement from both our government and our culture that we should not interact with the people or places we normally do, indefinitely.
Busy life, life full of movement and activity and hustle/bustle… it currently does not exist.
So, what to make of this? When the culture around us slows down to a halt, do we see the situation as an inconvenience?
Or, can we sift through the fear & frustration to embrace it as a gift?
I have been saddened by reading some comments (never read the comments! 🙉) borne out of pain, fear, & powerlessness. There was one list titled Seize the Opportunity of Home Quarantine and included ideas like "Learn to bake", "Write letters of love or thanks", "Phone old friends".
There were many frivolous & fun ideas, too, which inspired comments that lamented an inability to "just stay home" or actively participate in many of the "romantic" ideas listed.
It is completely legitimate to be in a financial or physical situation that doesn't allow the luxury of "free time" or ability. These are real concerns with deep implications. But, during wartime, if someone was at home writing letters and baking bread, does that imply they were not supporting the war efforts?
Seek the gift in your circumstance — whatever it may be — and let's cling to a generous spirit towards others, shall we? This unprecedented moment in time will bring a lot of pain.
But, I am choosing to do the little things I can and try to proceed, one step at a time, in the way of the good. Right now, those steps won't take me beyond my living room. ;)
Where does my kantha blanket come from?
But, today, let’s join the journey with one kantha blanket, to give you a glimpse of the travels it takes from creation to enjoyment in your living room!
Today is our bonus day. The extra 24 hours we get every 4 years.
But, like those months where you get extra paycheque, that bonus can be set aside for something intentional, or simply absorbed into the warp and weft of everyday life.
Of course, I know that February 29th is not a day that exists outside of the calendar, outside of commitments or responsibilities. But, as an extra gift of time within the whole year, it is a reflective moment for me to ask myself, what is important to me in the time that I have? -