This morning's news reported an explosion of new Covid-19 cases across the Southern states, beyond even the surges that I wrote about just Thursday evening. On one hand, it is hardly surprising, given the ample warnings we have had from disease specialists that Covid-19 is far from over and will continue to worsen, if people ignore basic health protocols (masks, social-distancing, avoidance of crowds and enclosed spaces...). History tells us that Pandemics last longer than the few months we have so far endured. On the other hand, the strata of social disregard for public health and the damage it is bringing is shocking in the 21st century. Defiance remains an aspect of human behavior that we must face. We have gained the knowledge of effective ways of preventing excess tragedy, illness and loss, even if we cannot yet eradicate the virus. That's a good thing. What is required of us is difficult and frustrating for many people because in a time of great stress, people naturally seek distraction, companionship, and various ways of comfort in the company of others. Time will eventually bring an end to this Pandemic; but for now, the price of ignoring our hard won knowledge is high.
I have been mulling over all of this today, reflecting on how to 'feed the Light' in the face of frightening set backs that were preventable a few weeks ago. Over time, moving beyond the separation, coming to some understanding of human need and weakness, will bring compassion and eventually forgiveness. But pushing any of us to forgive in the face of the shifts and sudden crises, seems too much right now. What came to me instead, is the practice of gratitude. Norman Vincent Peale described forgiveness and gratitude as two sides of the same coin. When you find it difficult to forgive, turn the coin over and practice genuine gratitude for what is here, right now. It is not a stretch to dwell on gratitude and thanksgiving. In fact, it not only feeds the Light but also opens a door to clarity and renewed strength. Try spending the next few days in gratitude. (Susan Nettleton)
With that thought, I offer you this link (click here), to a poem by 20th century poet, e.e. cummings (1894-1962)
