The world outside and the world we create in our minds has never been more affected and connected than by the pandemic. As I sit down to write about the years 2020 and 2021 and how we are learning to live with the pandemic, I’m stopped in my tracks with thoughts I don’t want to think about, never mind write about.
Perhaps that could be the reason it has taken me extra time to post this blog. I started writing this in February when it looked like we might have an end in sight with vaccinations under way. Then the variants started arriving as disruptions to the vaccine supply in Canada occurred. We now find ourselves in a race: variants vs vaccine.
The feelings are real. I feel like the things we all learned to do, like wearing masks, following arrows in the grocery store, social distancing, washing our hands for a full two minutes, only seeing family and friends via zoom (the list goes on and on) are trivial.
And yet, those things are not trivial, they protect us from becoming sick, or dying.
The tragedy of losing someone and the burden of caring for those who became ill are things I only hear about, or watch in the news.
As I watch 2020 slowly fade in the rear view mirror, and turn to face 2021, very slowly my feelings become my thoughts, rambling around, looking for a way out.
Waves of broken dreams
the first wave spreads across the ocean
to each new continent, another explosion
no visible barrier can stop an invisible foe
The wave keeps coming
we watch and we wait
how to stop it… we don’t know
Mother Earth watches
her spirit weeping,
deep upon the people
hard learning, faster to find
the puzzle pieces that heal this time