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This week, in pandemic fashion. The experience of cultural norms shifting right under our feet is certainly a bit disorienting. New normals and ways of moving are emerging, and we are confronting the discomfort of change first hand. Leaning into discomfort isn't always easy. And yet it's something we can get better at with practice. This season requires us to work together, apart. Let's not let each other down. #mask #facemask #socialdistancing #physicaldistancing #newnormals #recommendations #shopping #pandemic #pandemicfashion #seamstress #handsewn #bicycle #handmade #changes #safety #flattenthecurve #togetherapart

It's hard to keep track of days. They are blurring one into the next, fresh mornings emerging without awareness of where we are in the week until I open the calendar and acquaint myself with another day that looks so much like the one before. In this stripped down life I am holding the simplicity and slowness alongside the slight suffocation of continual space sharing and the discomfort of not knowing when familiar life will return. There are so many giant feelings uneloquently juxtaposed, with lines blurring and folding into each other until it's nearly indistinguishable where one ends and another begins. I think this murky middle that we have been forcefully invited into is a space that can be just so uncomfortable. As the noise and hustle of life is stripped away we are left with ourselves in a raw and vulnerable way. With our fears and our feelings and unmet needs, with space and time to confront aspects of ourselves or our lives that we have managed to avoid or drown out until now. We might find ourselves reaching for old coping strategies to quiet the noise, or in bodies that are freezing up in the face of so many unknowns. These are complicated times. And we shouldn't know how to do this. But we're learning. There are small moments of grace and beauty that can be found in these days; some folks have to look harder and have heavier loads. My heart aches for those who are thrust into a fight for survival. Know that my reflections are not intended to minimize your lived out realities, or suggesting that grace and beauty can put food on your table or pay your rent. Yet my own experience now is that moments of grace and beauty pull me back here, now, and keep me out of the uncertainty of next week or next month or what the next school year might look like. The far apart driveway chat with @purelymassage, the delivery of Costco snacks to a friend, the way the evening sun shines on barren tree branches, a bright star (maybe a planet?) in the dusky sky. The way movement pulls me out of irritation and overwhelm and hauls me back into my body. Continued in comments.

What a strange and overwhelming time it is to be a human in this world. Regardless of age, ethnicity, place you live – there is no life untouched in some way by this new reality of life with COVID-19. Inevitably, living in the grips of a global pandemic impacts us all, though the reverberation is felt in differing ways depending on factors like geography, privilege, and access to healthcare. I read a post recently that offered the perspective that we ‘needed’ this pandemic in some ways, to offer a wake up call to the world. As I read it my heart sunk a bit in my chest and stomach turned. I think the intent was to highlight some of the ways that we are seeing things move adaptively in light of recent circumstances. I think it was intended to highlight our collective need to take better care of each other. I think it was intended as an encouraging sentiment. But I also found it to be blind and universally not applicable, therefore making it a statement that was rooted in privilege and that effectively served to dismiss the experience of large swaths of the population. I think that a global pandemic is a brutal and unfortunate and harsh experience for humanity, and that it is one that highlights inequalities between those who have and those who don’t. I think it exacerbates the struggle of those who live in spaces of marginalization and oppression, and privileges those with economic, social, and medical resources. I think that those who were underemployed or living in fragile economic spaces, that those in older bodies or disabled bodies who might fear being deemed less worthy of a ventilator, those who counted on social programming or school lunches, or those living in refugee camps would suggest that a pandemic was the last thing this world needed. * * * Much, much longer rambling thoughts plus leftover theological musings on tree stumps and hope and the stories we write to make sense of the world continued via link in profile.❤️

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The process of finding a counsellor and the thought of starting to explore your story more deeply can be an incredibly exhausting experience. Be kind to yourself in the hours, days, and weeks ahead as you press into these tough spaces. Take a short walk. Drink some water. Have a snack. Breath deeply. Make time for rest.