The BLANK of Being


What to say.  What to do.  This is a time of great concern.  For all humankind.  Animalkind.  Waterkind.  Plantkind.  Insectkind.  All kinds.  Be kind.

Hard times.  The coronavirus.  Brings fear.  Brings out the best and worst in people.  The ones who can’t see past their bank accounts and egos, they’re the worst.  They are becoming bolder and harder to digest.  The best ones have always been there and are just now becoming clearer and easier to see.  They are kind.  They are becoming bolder.  In a beautiful way.

Listening to the birds outside, singing, whistling, communicating with each other.  “Hey Joe!  There’s food over here!”  “Hey yourself.  Watch out for the crows!”  “Hey, there’s a pretty little chickee.  Need to fly over there and sing a song.  Ruffle my feathers.  Look strong.”

Mark Twain never said it would be easy.  (What?)  Life goes on.  And on and on and on.  Life can be both long and short, depending on what’s happening in our worlds.  We hover in place waiting to see how long this current predicament will take to pan out.  Watch movies.  Text.  Instagram. Tweet.  Drink.  Eat.  Eating usually helps in time of stress. 

Luckily, I bought some microwave popcorn a couple of weeks ago.  Haven’t had that in a long time.  It was the big economy pack, so I’m set for a while.  I think.  It doesn’t really make me feel good physically, but it sure does bring back memories of sitting in a nice warm, dark theater watching good movies with friends. 

Now at home sitting on a cozy sofa, surrounded with pillows, popcorn, and pets, staring at movies on a TV screen, we need to remember all the good things life has given us, and be easy on ourselves for our f-ups.  We were young.  We meant well.  We needed to gain wisdom.  We’re sorry.

Closing our eyes, we recall places we’ve been that soothed our soul.  We can almost smell the freshness of oceans and forests.  Emotionally embrace the pureness of a baby.  Hear the waves crashing on shore.  Feel the breeze rustling through leaves and across fields.  Laugh at puppies and kittens playing.  Feel happiness.  And that’s what it’s all about.  Being happy.  Because who really knows what will happen next.

I started out to write about comedic antics and fun things, and this is what I got.  It’s like going on vacation and coming back with that tee shirt that reads “I went to Maui and all I got was this stupid shirt.”  But, hey.  This all needed to come out. 

Love your family.  Love your friends, pets, etc.  And love yourself. 

We’ll talk soon.

Next time will be happier. 

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