…and who do we think we are? This virus has people acting crazy. Hoarding in panic mode. I don’t mean to shame anyone for being afraid. The situation is unprecedented and truly alarming. It’s a mirror though. We are being forced to look at ourselves. The systems we have created, payed into or simply tolerated. There’s no escaping the fact that we are our environment. Maybe this is why people are so upset about social distancing. We are all forced to leave the distractions on the other side of the door and just be with ourselves at home. I feel like I have been training for this. Social Distancing may very well be where I excel. Jokes aside, I know it’s going to hurt financially. None of us are alone in that. But that’s something we need to look at too. How much we truly need each other and how much we value money over that reality and everything, honestly. Our time, our health, our families. So, we are all getting benched. I feel like it is a restructuring of the energy. I hope, for everyone that it feels more like solitude and less like isolation. That worry and ruminating becomes revelation. Maybe this is us going within so we will not have to go without. Or perhaps this is just a total nightmare of a hand washing PSA.
Day 64: Hazelnut Banana Bread with yogurt, almond butter, blackberries and seeds. I’m more grateful than ever to live next to the farm. To make this bread happen I needed some eggs and I was able to walk over and get some, pandemonium free.