The last two years have been very difficult, for everyone. Cut off from so much that had formed a part of our lives that we rarely thought about, we now find ourselves longing for what is no longer available even if/when we’re not quite sure what that might be.
It has been two years of being bullied and deprived of the most fundamental freedoms of movement and ability to engage. We are all edgy and irritated and profoundly discouraged by and disappointed with the limitations of the small lives we have now been told are all that we can have. They are a pale, pale version of the ones we have been forced to leave behind.
And through it all…. we’re still here! I think these last two years have been evidence of just how resilient, resourceful, creative and determined we really are! We have found ways to stay connected with those whose absence would leave a hole in our hearts, our souls and our lives. We’ve found new ways to direct the power of our significant attention, knowing that unless we do so we will simply curl in on ourselves and lose faith in our desire to breathe our next breath.
Evidence continues to mount that we have been (at best) misled and (at worst) lied to…. pressed to the edge of full surrender in the name of the wellbeing of others. With the passage of time, details emerge of things hidden and intentionally overlooked that we might continue to embrace the preferred narrative that we are at the precipice… over and over again… on the verge of destruction and in need of some supreme ‘other’ to save us from ourselves.
Despite what the myriad fear mongers might prefer you do, embrace your plans for celebrating YOUR Christmas, as you are drawn to do. In the good company of those you love, you will be able to have what you long for: a sense of being part of something larger than yourself; of being wanted and welcomed; of finding a special way to interrupt the monotony of that which has been imposed and seeks to turn us into someone we are not. And to all that is other than the choice for connection, for joy and for an abiding trust in a better tomorrow, I say: Decline the rabid, relentless and life-sucking invitation to live in fear. Your individual choice contributes to shaping a collective reality.
Stela Murrizi says
I have decided a long time ago that on the whole, I’m just living my life as is meaningful TO ME.
I’ve lived through state sponsored fear before, perhaps to a greater degree of terror. I know that CAN be sustained for a long, long time.
And what I know is that life is to be lived NOW! I may be of the minority, and I’m okay with that.
You know, this whole thing has got SO absolutely ridiculous at this point that anyone who carries fear in their being still seems to have nothing to do with risk and science but more so with the vibration of fear that has been installed in their nervous system from day one. Plus, you know, the whole social responsibility to grandma thing.
It’s a strange thing, becoming addicted to fear. Needing it to feel alive, yet paradoxically never LIVING!
Fear of loved ones in the same room, but no fear of sending kids to school or bumping on to strangers at a mall (my mom works at a mall, 54,000 people go through there every single day.)
The BLATANT contradictions it seems are here to bring some making fun of laughter to those who control this narrative, still surprised themselves at how it’s possible ‘we’ still gobble it up.
I know some of my family is still terrified and cares deeply to follow the rules (no matter how contradictory). Then there are others who realize this isn’t going anywhere, so we. Might as well LIVE!
I have long ago let go, and trust. I pay such little attention to the media….only to say to hubby “who called it months ago?!!!” …yup, i love being ‘right’ LOL and in this case, I wish I wasn’t … But without a fail… I have been.
So… Just LIVE!