The end of the world as we know it!
A new world order of “curfews,” “lockdown,” “social distancing,” and “quarantine.”
Fear-based societies. A dystopian planet.
With the eradication of freedom, workplace, hugs, travel, restaurants, bars, social clubs, gyms, pants, tobacco and alcohol (yes yes, in South Africa the sale of both have been banned), smiles, and even family and friends, what do we have left?
There’s no cure.
No timeframe for our torment.
And not much optimism for the world ever to return to “normal.”
The world has been locked down for so long that our pantries are empty and our bodies are full.
We aren’t sure if we will fit through the front door when it’s safe to go outside again.
We can’t remember when last we brushed our hair.
We have forgotten what it’s like to wear pants.
But there is HOPE!
There is always hope!
Hope floats. Hope trusts. Hope believes. Hope makes the impossible possible.
Hope gets you back into those jeans…
“Hope can be a powerful force. Maybe there’s no actual magic in it, but when you know what you hope for most and hold it like a light within you, you can make things happen, almost like magic.”
― Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone
“The very least you can do in your life is figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof.”
― Barbara Kingsolver, Animal Dreams
(And we all know what it’s like living under roofs right now…)
There is a saying in Tibetan:
‘Tragedy should be utilized as a source of strength.’
No matter what sort of difficulties, how painful experience is, if we lose our hope, that’s our real disaster.”
― Dalai Lama XIV
I gleaned the wisdom of others because I needed it.
I needed hope!
I needed to believe in a brighter tomorrow.
I need to believe in a brilliant today!
It’s the first time in my lifetime that the entire planet has been affected so drastically.
As a gypsy I casually float in and out of communities and countries.
I blend into my environment and adapt to societal norms and behaviours.
Trying to fathom that the whole world is now wearing facemasks doesn’t fit my world-frame.
Realising that world-wide people no longer hug or openly share meals shatters some of my core beliefs.
Corona is a horrendous chapter in the book of human life, but it’s not the final one.
And how we write this chapter determines how the future will unfold.
The question is how do we deal with it and what do we do now?
How can we turn this pandemic into something positive?
So many people have lost their jobs and their incomes.
For some, this may be a good thing.
Especially if you hated your job or weren’t challenged by it.
Like bad relationships, many people tend to linger in a job simply for security and comfort.
Maybe, instead of delving straight into another “bad relationship” you should start your own thing?
Maybe it’s time to try something new?
Yes, there are bills to pay, alimonies to settle and children to feed, but consider your dreams and skills and competencies before you sell your soul [again].
The world’s economies have roller-coastered and those who do have jobs are largely hanging on by the threads that used to comprise a rope.
Will we enter another recession?
Will our pockets ever recover?
Should we panic?
Or could this be an opportunity for a world renovation? A world in which money is no longer the most important thing?
So many have suffered.
Hundreds of thousands have died.
But millions have recovered.
There’s hope. There’s always hope.
Wikipedia defines Hope as an optimistic state of mind that is based on an expectation of positive outcomes with respect to events and circumstances in one’s life or the world at large.
What does lie ahead?
What does corona mean for all the single people on this planet?
Will we ever date again?
And what about the marrieds?
Will your relationship ever recover from the months spent locked under the same roof?
One thing is for sure, no matter who you are, you better ensure that you have a beautiful soul because eyes are all we get to see these days, and they are the windows!
In fact, maybe we should be less worried about spreading the virus and focus more on spreading the hope “disease”.
“I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you’re going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.”
― C. JoyBell C.