Digging Deep

I didn’t walk with the group on Saturday morning; I am being abundantly cautious as my daughter is staying with me while she waits for her partner to clear self-isolation.  They have three more days of separation before she can return to their apartment and I didn’t want to do anything that might  jeopardize their reunion.  What strange and difficult times we are in!  And yet I think of my mother living in London during the blitz; enduring  56 days and nights of continuous bombing.  Perhaps this pandemic will be the 21st century’s world war, only this time against an invisible adversary.  We will be changed by this experience and the world will be a different place when our lives return to some semblance of normalcy.   And return they will for I am an eternal optimist, I always have been.  But to get from here, in the thick of uncertainty,  to there, when we may reconnect with all that has meaning to us (like all of us walking together again!) , I am reminded of my first half marathon when I paced myself with another more experienced walker.  At the 17km mark when I thought I couldn’t take another step she said to me, “this is when we have to dig deep”.  So dig deep my friends and when we do, we will get to the finish line.

I like these words from  a poem called The Weighing by Jane Hirshfield:

So few grains of happiness
measured against all the dark
and still the scales balance.

The world asks of us
only the strength we have and we give it.
Then it asks more, and we give it.

 

 

5 Replies to “Digging Deep”

  1. Wonderful post . We can make the best of new relationships we are making with helpful neighbours and out touch family and friends that are reaching out and of course with our never failing support for each other . Reach out if you need anything

  2. Thank you. Lovely. Quite right …this does resemble a war and we will get through it.

    I hope all goes well with your family member’s isolation.

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