Good day Beloved, how are you doing today? Yesterday was Valentines day and for me that is the harbinger of spring. Not long now and the weather will begin to warm here in the Midwest and soon the earth will wake from her long winter’s nap. Generally speaking spring is the favored season for me. This year however there is a different filter on things. Valentines day is when my Love and I moved in together, yet another first on my own. The first anniversary of her death is coming quicker than I would like. Although spring will still be a good thing, it will no doubt be a smidge grayer than the previous 34 have been. Something else that I think about this year is how many people are dealing with similar feelings due to the Covid-19 pandemic that has and is ravaging the whole of the population. It has only magnified the harsh reality that so many deal with on a daily basis. Covid-19 doesn’t give a rip about what demographic you’re part of, if it wants you it will get you. It does however shine a spotlight on the imbalance of care and resources available to the people. I have seen the well to do think they are entitled to flaunt their perceived hallowedness while others suffer horribly. Those who think they are so great that they are above the “regular’ people make me ill and disgusted. In the end, no matter what we think of ourselves when we breathe, when the breath ceases, we all go back to the dust and dirt as all who came before did.
With all that said there is HOPE Beloved. From death and decay new life can come. Civilizations have fallen and new ones rise from the ashes. A seed has to die for a new plant to grow. A potato that is past being fit for food can be used to grow a bounty of good fresh potatoes. My hope Beloved is that from the darkness of the pandemic we the people will remember that we are all responsible to care for not only ourselves but those who flow in and out of our spheres of influence. We all need to remember that everything we do is like dropping a pebble into a still pond. There is the explosion where the pebble breaks the still surface of the water but then the ripples go on until they are invisible to our eyes. When we have a hissy fit because we think we are above wearing a mask it affects more people than we realize and also when we share a smile and a kind word with someone, that also goes farther than we know.
What I am asking of you Beloved is simple and hard at the same time. I am asking that we all think beyond ourselves. Think beyond the 6-foot bubble we are each in. Think about how far each word or action could possibly spread and what the effects might be. A pay it forward type of idea. What do you think? Is it doable?
Beloved, have a lovely…
Mona Langmaackmelin
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