Pandemic

It’s been lingering in the background for some time.  In the last few days, its vibration has amped up significantly as Mexico and other countries ‘brace for impact’ of what many have long intended and been waiting for.  

It would be easy to tell a long story about this; to spend time and typing and ‘pages’ in proffering a perspective that would encompass the allopathic medical model, the great adventure of pharmaceuticals, the drama of description and prescription… and as tempting as that might be for one who loves to write and delights in the music of words, I am clear that it is not necessary.  

I learned long ago that without hospitable ground; without an internal state that is conducive to the extended stay of a guest, dis-ease cannot take hold in the body.  The body is the last frontier for the delivery of the message and when we are paying attention to the messages along the way, the need to express directly through tissue is not required. 

Fear creates hospitable ground.  Rage, resentment, vengeance, hatred… all these create hospitable ground.  Secrets kept.  Lies told.  Betrayals perpetrated or avenged.  Grief long held and long silenced.  Distrust – of self and other.  

I have but one Rx to suggest in the anticipation of what is to come:  to engage in open, clear, honest and direct expression – with self and other.  Beyond that, anything else is irrelevant.

Breathing is good….