Tag Archives: humanity

Aloneness During Covid 19

Living alone while covid 19 changes the world forces emotions to the surface and

brings a new focus to  the smallest delights .  The aloneness is magnified from what is was

before .  Suddenly those solitary evenings that seemed to go on for too long and  could be

soothed into comfort  with the knowing that in the morning it would be whisked away with

commotion  was gone . The commotion  of being busy and surrounded and connected to other

people  gone . Now   walking along a trail in a park , mask covered mouth and nose while

passing  from a distance  a mother and child and suddenly a small child’s smile takes on a

whole new meaning .  Noticing the little things like we did when we were children but now

there’s no rush to be at work or to get home to bed for a speedy night’s sleep . The aloneness

before had it’s challenges too though back then there was hope of a plan or a visit or busy work

day to carry through to relief or comfort .

The phone calls and text messages become a lifeline .  Each one opening the way to

connecting to our shared plight and to our humanity and our  hope .

The tension builds  beneath the surface silently . Moment by moment without

entirely knowing that it’s there the layers of uncertainty and loneliness  are building shelves

inside of you.  And  the beautiful , unexpected miracles of noticing an innocent smile or the

kindness of a stranger or the vibrant colors of the sky and my heart swells with a love from

before my existence  . A  love that has carried us through all of time . Tears well up in my eyes .

Is it the striking aloneness that I feel or the love that is so deep for all of life that makes it so  the

tears must flow .  When sleep finally comes it’s comfort is a delight and in the morning the hope

and the search for the little things will begin again .

 

 

Mon Coeur

Humanity Healing in Isolation

The first thought was of how surreal it all seemed .  Standing with but a few coworkers in the now desolate work space and listening  as a couple of our Chef’s told us that we were being sent home until further notice . To  stay home , stay safe and that we would receive  weekly phone calls to check in with us . They welcomed our thoughts and  concerns .  One  man spoke of our frightening  it all was for him .  All I could think of was how much I appreciated the way in which we came together  , adapted to our changing circumstances and got the work done with good cheer in spite of our fears .

We parted company almost in silence . As if someone  had died . The weight of not knowing when or if we’d all be back together in what used to be a bustling kitchen dance was bringing us into ourselves deeply .

On the surface I told myself that it was an opportunity  to work on my art . That it would be the time and mental space that I had longed for in order to create .  I had not yet recognized the depth of the sorrow for the world that would hold my heart bringing it’s own challenges to overcome in order to create .

And it was not only the world’s sorrows and difficulties  that held me but also my own from the seeds that began my life . The aloneness that is loneliness  born from a lack of connection to the people  that are supposed to love you . When you are unseen in the moments that deeply touch your heart and are invisible  when the moments of joy bring out the laughter  and rather than joining in those moments they were experienced alone amongst the people  that said they loved you .

I worried that  the social isolation  demanded during this pandemic would be a great burden on my already wounded soul .  I allowed myself to weep . It was deep , anguish throughout the ages , kind of weeping . It led me , somehow , to my place of resiliency  and love for life . I awoke from the fear of feeling longing to discover a way to help myself move through this time of global isolation .

Since I felt unable to focus  on my artistic passions of painting and sketching  then I would safely venture out in the city streets , as often as I had the energy for , and photograph the people  and sights that spoke  to our humanity amidst a life threatening virus . Capturing spontaneous images of  the ways in which we express our kindness as well our fears became  my project  . By focusing on the visible ways that people  chose to express themselves during  a previously unimaginable  stress  is a means for healing my own wounds and stress . It is also a way of feeling to connected to people  rather than alone and isolated . I become an observer as well as a participant  in  the struggle of the unknown .

The spontaneous wanderings around the closed up city with camera at the ready has afforded me the  sight that my heart craves . The heart that still beats in the world  and shows itself  in the handmade signs expressing love for strangers , concern for your safety and courage to keep going .

This photo project that I’ve created as an assignment  for myself is not quite done . I look forward to sharing it soon .

Thank you .

A Chance to See

May we heal ourselves in the quiet  and in solitude ?   Can we embrace the time free from the filled spaces and welcome new sights coming  to us from within ?  Here is a chance to see our lives from a distance , to catch a breath in slowing down and  to dare to imagine …

Imagine relieving the fears of a stranger from a distance with a smile .  A smile to say ” we are in this together .”   A smile that is your own reassurance too as it comes back to you as a gift that penatrates your silent fears .

A chance to see has come along . To see what you truly love and to remember how the moments that can seem small are truly filled with heart touching meaning that stay with us     forever .        

Thrive Because of Sharing Our Humanity

Love and acceptance , I  have thinking of these two things  recently .  As in love oneself enough so as to not accept being diminished  by someone else’s hurtful words or behavior’s .  As in feeling tenderness  or general love towards strangers  . The homeless person so clearly need in of support and kindness or the exuberant person driving the commuter bus for example .

WE are all in need of love and to feel acceptance .  That is simply universal . So that  having being said I am truly baffled by hostility   , coldness  and  harshness projected towards one another .  I am well aware of the fact that we , each of us , carries a story in our hearts .  Stories with wounds , profound  , life changing wounds and rather than allowing those wounds to separate  us could unite us in our shared humanity .  And while of us need a certain amount of time alone we thrive from sharing our selves and from exchanging kindness , compassion , laughter and tears .

Allow people in and thrive .

Do You See Beyond Today ?

Separated from humanity . It is a lie .  The US is WE and the WE is US .

One love is All love .  One broken  Woman , Man or child leaves us all broken .

Broken bits will be carried throughout the generations in our DNA .

When the stones are thrown the hurt inflicted will  become part of your families inheritance  .

Do you see you beyond today ?

Today’s creation lives beyond what you hold in your hand .  And in your heart .

 

 

Break Free to Breathe Again

I must break free to breathe again . The power of life chooses when to burn as a fire or to

flow easily as a stream . The heartbreak of one is the heartbreak of humanity and will not  go

down without  a break  in the hate .. The heartbeat  of one will rise like the heartbeat of all and

break free to breathe again .

There are voices in the trees  telling an unseen world  of injury and giving lessons for healing

and there are righteous  songs among  the animals teaching of   a courageous path to

break free to breathe again .

Each time this one human heart is fractured by the weight of despair, by the actions of lost

souls ,

renewal arrives in the  power of a new moment ,  determination unrelenting ,  and  the grace of

life in each breath

leads us to break free and breathe again .

‘Release’ soft chalk pastels 2012
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When Integrity Lies Still

Beating heart Be awakened and fully rise in your integrity . Beating my chest like the Gorilla behind the bars in the Zoo’s engineered  habitat .  Courage comes alive in the pulsing flow of your blood once you hear the cries of harmful tragedies by design . When integrity lies still and turns away from humanity is when humanity is no more . And when  integrity  opens it’s eyes to see that is when life becomes compassion which is blind to the differences  between you and me .

The Eye of the Heart