Quarantine Entry #3: Bountiful

Keeping intrusive thoughts tends to bend our mind backwards. When all seems well something else falls out. Somehow realizing these moments may happen daily gives me a peace of mind. Not that one is being complacent but understanding of the atmosphere around us. Energy is all around us, truly.

With family loving and growing I think of the Dixie* Chicks song, “Landslide”. “Children growing, and I’m growing older too..” Hits a chord. This pandemic seems to have brought out the sap in all of us. To know we are all collectively hurting yet surviving is absolutely tragic. Perhaps beautiful, let’s call it a paradox.

In the mean time may we contribute and prosper because of it.

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