As
I sit down to write this, I’m still in the afterglow of the March 29th
virtual service with The Foothills UU Church in Colorado. The heat is off, and
some of my doors and windows are open, while the wind blows wildly outside. I
think spring is really here!



On
Sunday morning as we went through the Tongan (a form of meditation), I recalled
my favorite part of our own services, that sweet time when I follow the sound
of the singing bowl down into my consciousness into the present. It was a
reminder of what I cherish each Sunday: the time to greet and hug friends, the
quiet time of the church service, the message that challenges me to think
beyond my daily life and concerns, and the warmth of our coffee hour when I can
speak to my many church friends about their week.



The
online service also reminded me of the anxiety that we are all feeling, and the
many ways that it affects us, and how we deal with it. Because for each of us
it is wildly different.



Each
day as I watch the numbers rise and listen to the news (a bad habit I formed
about 3 ½ years ago), I realize that CoVID-19 is an event that will affect us
in ways small and large for decades to come. Hopefully this is a once in a
lifetime event, but we cannot be sure of that, since the scientists have been
warning us that the melting of our polar icecaps may release things that have
been locked up for a long time. Just as the climate changes affecting our
wildlife and flora, it WILL also impact humans – the top of the food chain.



As
this week started, I was hearing a more cynical tone in the news, but by the
end of the week, the media seemed to be moving into a place of acceptance and a
focus on all the ways that we are pulling together. I heard many stories about
the folks who are turning this tragedy into an opportunity to be in community
with those around us: the folks sewing facemasks and feeding our caretakers, the
parents and children sharing moments of triumph and love, the car parade for
the young girl coming home from her last chemo treatment, and the trooper doing
a dance recital with his daughter.



Many
of these acts of kindness and consideration are being shared via our social
media. How many more do we not hear about because they are happening in the
world outside of social media? Also, the media seem to be focusing more on the
victims of this disease rather than on the missteps that we have taken; I think
it’s a reminder of how well people respond world wide to disasters. Yes, there
are those who will try to profit from the misery of others—but they are far
outweighed by those who come together and do whatever they can to help others.



In
the days and weeks ahead, I hope we can all focus more on the small good things
that WILL come out of this tragedy. I hope we can enjoy this time of forced
seclusion or forced togetherness, knowing that it will end. And mostly I hope
we reach out to our treasured ones, near and far, and let them know the impact
that they have had on our life.



Namaste,



Kathie