2020 has been a lot to handle. Even with the vaccine (and a new president in the U.S.), 2021 will be a lot to handle too. You know this, I know this. What’s to say?
I don’t mean for that to be depressing, am simply stating a fact. And I don’t necessarily want this to turn into a rallying cry or a cheering-on. I’m just going to say this:
Keep going. Wear a mask, wash your hands, maintain social distance, get the vaccine.
Keep attending to the details of your life.
Sip the tea, do the laundry, scrub the sink.
Read a poem, make a grocery list, take a walk.
Hang twinkle lights, wrap gifts, pour more coffee.
Be still, breathe, rest.
2020 has been unsettling, and downright devastating for some. Do you continue to shake your head at the news? And do you place your hand over your heart in an effort to soothe the ache? Me too.
I think about this a lot.
The paying attention as you go.
The living that is woven into (strengthened by) the paying attention as you go.
Even now, in whacked-out 2020. Especially now, in whacked-out 2020.
And maybe with a little merry.
always the love, m