Today, “Pillars of the past”.
Pillars of the past used to hold up reality, the old normal. Going to concerts, walking into stores without masks or the fear of walking the wrong way down a one-way aisle. Like crumbling relics of ancient times, those pillars remain, ghostly in the backs of our minds, and sometimes we imagine they are still there, tall and strong. But we must bury the past and rebuild in a new image, still yet to be imagined.
(This is a picture of one pillar of my past, my office at work which I will likely not see again until 2021…)
Today, “I just dreamt about you”.
I just dreamt about you, Zoom. You are pervasive in my dreams and my waking moments even on days when I am not working. The endless montage of images on the screen, myself in the bottom corner, or sometimes looming large and distracting if I don’t change my settings. Some day you will not dominate my every waking moment, but until then I will just tell everyone my camera is broken so I can stare out my window at the clouds without anyone knowing it.
Today, “A friendly enemy“.
Does this mean an enemy who acts friendly, at times? Or a friend who does not always act like a friend? Or perhaps more accurately, someone, or something, that you really want to enjoy but that is really bad for you. You know, like twice baked potatoes and bacon.
Today, “The virtual sea“.
My life is one big virtual sea, or see. I work online, well I always worked a lot online being in eLearning, but now everything I do is online. And I live a lot of my life online. My meditation starts with an app, my writing is all electronic, I blog, I even am still doing Zoom workouts for the foreseeable future (meaning, until I feel safe enough to go back to the gym). But I think it’s important to keep the non virtual side of my life going too. Doing housework (sigh…), working in the garden, hanging out with Kevin and the kitties, and walking down to the non-virtual sea give balance and meaning to a life that has become a bit too virtual these days.
Today, “Suburban stays“.
Well, I don’t live in the suburbs, but I am staying where I live. But whether you are urban staying, or suburban staying, or rural staying, you are all doing your part for the current cause of keeping this F%^&ing virus from taking over your town, city, province, state, country. So, we can all call ourselves “suburban stays” as far as I’m concerned. Cheers!!
Today, “Pouting petals“.
Man, I tell you the petals are pouting this morning. It is pissing rain out there. Happy April 1 – oh, and Happy April Fools Day…does that mean I can get out of the house now? No? Sigh… At least pouting petals in the pouring and pissing rain today means happy sunny petals in the days to come, so I guess it’s not all bad.