There are 24 hours in a day.
The sun rises and sets.
The law of gravity still applies.
All seasons change.
Water evaporates.
All living things die.
Time will march on.
This too shall pass.
In a world where there isn’t much we can be sure about anymore, constant things suddenly seem a lot more precious.
Fear makes me want to hide.
Fear makes me want to curl up in a corner and squeeze my eyes shut.
Fear makes me want to cry.
Fear makes me worry for things I cannot change.
Fear makes me feel powerless, helpless.
I think I’ve been obsessively cleaning and rearranging things in my room because that seems to be the only thing I can control right now.
Collective grieving is taking place.
We are grieving the loss of normalcy, the loss of the lives we could be living.
Even though the period of these measures is supposed to last only a month, I think there’s a part of us that says: “What if?”
What if it lasts more than a month?
What if it becomes a full-blown lockdown?
What if this never ends?
What if we never know “normal” as we once did again?
And so we do what any human being with feelings would do.
We grieve.
It will not be easy but it will be worth it.
Behind every cloud is a silver lining, right?
It felt like such a long time since I took the camera out to take pictures of lovely things and spaces. Much needed connection with the simple and beautiful things.
A reminder to not compare your beginning to others’ middle… Or vice versa.
We each have our own path, our own journey to make.
I would like to remember this. Not all adversity has to be fought through.
Adversity can be met with Patience. Kindness. Acceptance. Love.
Softness.
On a particularly adventurous day.
I’d like the light to win over dark, of course. But sometimes resistance is futile (and tiring) and you just have to accept that the dark is stronger for now and sitting over the light.
And that you can step back and look at the colours flow and overlap with each other. Which can be quite an aesthetically pleasing sight.
And remember that it could always be worse.
It could be totally black, without any other colours at all. At least now I can still see the colours and I know they’re there.
Along Life's Path 