For the most part I’m moving through this global pandemic with a reasonable amount of grace. I’m stressed, certainly. Personally I think that to not be concerned at all is to be delusional or just flat out ignorant. What’s happening is colossal. From a small business owner perspective, every day is a wake-up-see-how-it-goes sort of thing.
My projections are done and plans in place and they allow for me to limp through this catastrophe in one piece. That is assuming no bumps. No potholes.
That’s where the panic sets in.
I read something, watch something and suddenly my relative balance is tossed akimbo as I sit, shaking, firmly convinced I’m going to get this thing and die alone, gasping for air.
So I take a deep breath, reveling in every whisper of oxygen. I till the dirt in my garden and sew seeds. I carve up a case of avocados to put in the freezer, looking forward.
And I meditate before bed so I can wake to another day.
Today’s Gracious Gratitude. I am grateful for:
- Spending the afternoon with my hands in dirt
- The anticipation of seeds sprouting
- My dogs
- Sleeping in
- Good coffee
- Home cooked meals
- FaceTime chat with my mom