I’m tired of talking about this.
My kids are tired of talking about this. My 6-year old even asked that we stop calling “it” the Corona Virus, and instead call it “the sickness”.
Is she on to something?
The truth is, I have been feeling this shift coming for awhile. It was no secret (to me) that the world had gone off the rails of what we are truly here to do, and that is to love ourselves and others.
I suppose others are just waking up to it.
However, I am tired of talking about it. For two months it was been nothing but this.
When will we see our friends again? When can we stand close enough to shake someone’s hand? Will we ever hug a stranger again? Why are we being told what we can and cannot do? How long will this last? Why is my child being forced to learn from home? Why are we being forced to wear masks in certain stores, when we are getting two different stories on if it’s even effective? Who can we trust? Are we over-playing this or under-playing this?
The last two months have been a roller coaster of emotions and fears, and I will admit that I have also ridden that roller coaster at some point these past few weeks.
It’s hard not to take that ride.
But now, I want off.
We all have our opinions on what is going on right now, but does that help anyone? Have we missed the point?
Is all of this happening to simply bring us back to love— what we are all here to experience to begin with?
One thing I have noticed is that my 6-year old is taught a whole lot about Love, Respect, Compassion, Friendship, and Kindness in her Kindergarten class, but I see a whole lot of adults not practicing the same things she is learning. When does that stop? When do we stop learning and applying these basic principles to our lives?
Why is this dividing us more than ever, when in fact, this should be bringing us closer together?
I am not saying that everyone is having this same experience, but perhaps we need to sit back a little bit. Perhaps we need to focus on what is right in front of us. Perhaps we need to stop, take a breath, and focus on the present. Perhaps we need to laugh with our children and play with our spouses in a way we have forgotten to do so. Perhaps this moment right here is the most important moment, and everything in the future can wait. Perhaps we are missing the point, or perhaps we will all just come to find the point at different times, and once all of the noise is no longer drowning out our stillness, then we will come together and remember what truly matters anyway; love.
These are just my observations, but please… I want to talk about something other than “the sickness”.
