In the Time of Pandemic
And the people stayed home. And they read books, and listened, and rested, and exercised, and made art, and played games, and learned new ways of being, and were still. And they 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 they healed the earth fully, as they had been healed.
A great poem to match the feeling of the moment. The only problem is that many people are mistaking the author with deceased Irish Author, Kathleen O’Mara with the real author, Catherine O’Meara, who wrote this piece just this past week.
As you can see, that hasn’t stopped the poem from spreading even if the author is wrongly cited. (Note the picture that is supposedly from the Spanish Flu era.)
It’s worth pointing out here: Memes are sticky. They stick so well because they are short, digestible and there are so many, all it takes is for one to strike a chord.
In the age of streaming endless information, it’s even more important to stop and ask, “Where did this source come from?”
Playing Telephone in elementary school was already difficult enough. Now try playing it with the world.
All humans seek now more than ever is clarity. While we can’t predict what happens next, we can accurately report what is happening now.