The first Sunday without church, March 15th, Jeffrey and I watched the National Cathedral service on the computer. Bishop Curry sang “Jesus Loves Me” from his remote access and it filled me with comfort. Since then the above song has been drifting in and out of my mind. In this time of uncertainty I’d like to share a few things I know to be certain.

First – social networks are vital. I like to use code words because during times of stress I often cannot express myself eloquently. If my daughter sends me a “busy?” text, it means she is asking if I am available to talk on the phone. If I send Jeffrey a “tell me something good” text it means that my anxiety is getting the best of me and I need a reality check. I encourage you to reach out to those that make you feel better. Or share some joy with another.

Next – anxiety, fear, loneliness, even pain are not emergencies. They will certainly cause us distress and we want it to immediately end, but there are many things we can do to alleviate them. Call someone. Do an activity that forces you to take a few deep breaths. Pray. Ponder what our pioneer ancestors would have done. It is sad that due to access and or ignorance our emergency rooms have become the catch-all safety net. This is NOT somewhere any of us wants to be during this virus crisis.

Finally – healthcare workers know what they’re doing. We train for this. We expected it. We are in the hospitals because we want to be. The best way you can support us is to stay home, be smart, take care of each other, and keep us in your prayers. In closing, I’d like to share a poem. May we all be together again soon.

And the people stayed home. And read books, and listened,
and rested, and exercised, and made art, and played games,
and learned new ways of being, and were still. And listened more deeply.
Some meditated, some prayed, some danced. Some met their shadows.
And the people began to think differently.

And the people healed. And, in the absence of people
living in ignorant, dangerous, mindless,
and heartless ways, the earth began to heal.

And when the danger passed,
and the people joined together again,
they grieved their losses, and made new choices,
and dreamed new images, and created new ways
to live and heal the earth fully, as they had been healed.

—Kitty O’Meara

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