Everyday Is Saturday
A Coronavirus article
Good day to all my wonderful readers out there. I come to you from here in the Trenton, NJ USA area on a monday afternoon. The traditional beginning of the week. The day that people are usually most tired and miserable. Nowadays it doesn’t quite seem that way. While some of us are still working during this coronavirus pandemic, the majority of folks are still in some sort of quarantine. A peer of mine had the best quote; she stated that “everyday is Saturday.” I get quite a laugh from that statement, but it is, at times true.
I have written a lot over these past several months, about the lockdown style of living which we are now doing. I have tried to keep my readers spirits high and uplifted by helping to shed light on the positive side of things. I urge everyone to try doing that, and realize that while much is tragic, there is some that is calming. We still have chances to see the light, when everything seems so dark.
We still have time to practice mindfulness, and use this time “stuck” at home to cherish the relationships with loved ones. We also have to remember that we are able to have the chance to look into the mirrors more, and meet ourselves all over again. Maybe this time of quietness is a better time for doing a self inventory. Perhaps we needed this quarantine, in order for a personal inventory to even be possible?
I continue to hear and read about the mentally ill struggling so very much with this life change. That people like us with those type of issues, had no other option than to accept it. But acceptance itself, can manifest in different forms. We look at the word acceptance, but if it’s ten people looking at the word, there will be ten different interpretations. Acceptance can sometimes feel like a forced way to deal with something. Some may say we have to “get over it. Suck it up. Let it go. Move on,” etc etc.
This approach of mine, and my philosophy I have come to have about this quarantine sounds easy. But I know it’s not. While I have come to master it, it wasn’t a process that was a quick piece of cake. Looking at the entire picture gave me a vibe of intimidation. However I think that intimidation grew more from the reality that life was going to have to drastically change. In the type of ways that many of us have never come close to experiencing.
The difficult part isn’t the quiet part, nor the lack of physical socializing. The difficult part is simply the change in day to day, minute to minute routine.
Change can be something we greatly fear. Even when it’s better even when it’s wonderful, the idea of change scares us.
It is my prediction that many will look back at this, in the far off future, and actually hold some regrets about a time like this quarantine, where mindfulness was not practiced. We may look back, and realize that this quiet time, wasn’t really such a bad time, if we were fortunate enough to have our health during this pandemic.
Let’s appreciate this time of quietness now. If we are healthy, let’s give some major thanks to our faith and higher power for that. Let’s enjoy the final remaining months of no deadlines, less alarm clocks, and let’s look within and see who we see in our mirror.