This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
Poetry helps me during uncertain times, so I pass this one to you.
Each day I begin looking out the window, seeing what I have never seen before…a leaf that wasn’t on that bare branch yesterday.
Each evening I look out that same window to the vast night sky and thank all the people who are risking their lives to help the isolated, the ill, the hungry, the grieving, and the depleted ones.
In the midst of the unknown, I have had people call being more vulnerable than I have heard in the past, asking for help, and needing something that gives them hope and a routine.
When given a listener, you find a way that is helpful for you. You open to new possibilities.
It is not about a permanent solution; it is about what might help you today to feel you aren’t alone? It is ok to not be productive or “on top” of your life.
Meet the part of you that is scared, can’t take it anymore, so disappointed that “the world virus” has ruined your life. Get to know that part of you, not as an enemy but an ally.
Write to that part of you,” Hello you that scares me all the time, what’s it like for you? Hello disappointed self, what do you want me to know today about disappointment?
Be gentle with yourself… Natalie
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