Holding Hands
When I began this 365-day creative output/blogging challenge, I expected that the difficulty would be having space and energy to keep up, that I may be too tired some days and uninspired. That my greatest hurdle would be the normal, everyday interferences with creativity.
As I’ve been writing over this past week, the biggest obstacle is the engulfment and magnitude of all that has happened in such a brief interval of time, and it’s only at the beginning here in the US. It’s hard to feel that anything I create has any value or meaning compared to the tragedy that is unfolding as we do our best to save as many lives as we can.
What does it matter what I’m writing here in my little blog? My path with a heart seems like a trivial pursuit in comparison. People are suffering and dying. My creative expression and efforts at trying to connect with people, share and maybe help somehow feel like a drop in the bucket.
Yet, what’s helped me the most during this time is connecting with others, to share and know that we’re all in the same predicament, supporting each other, validating each other, virtually loving one another. We’re all trying to find meaning and make sense of our rapidly changing circumstances together. We’re reaching out and trying all kinds of tactics and approaches to feel we have a measure of control, to contribute to the best outcomes, to hold each other’s hands until we make it to the other side.
We’re all having the ground shift beneath us and we’re finding ways to stay focused, grounded, peaceful, more secure, connected, purposeful, less isolated, safe, protected. We want something to unite us, to bring us together, to hold on to, to weather the storm. Because there is even more that is not within our control right now. It’s hard and scary. So we look to each other for solace and comfort.
It was so wonderful to FaceTime with my daughter today; I felt so much better after. If you’re feeling isolated and destabilized, maybe Skype, FaceTime, or call a loved one. Maybe do group calls on Zoom or whatever app is convenient. Maybe join a group online where you can share with and support each other.
I hole up and hibernate a bit when I’m overwhelmed and have to make myself snap too. Today I’m coming out of my pit of despair.
Time to boot up again.
I will continue my daily creative output, even if it’s not that “creative” and more of a diary entry, that’ll do too. It’s me reaching out and connecting. To me, it’s the glue that holds us together. To say, hey, you’re not alone. I am here. Let’s hold hands. We’ll get through this journey together.
