Making Sense of it All

Boy did the world serve up a good one this go around. A global pandemic. The planet has quarantined it’s humans. Businesses have closed their doors, people wear masks on their face and government is doling out money in order to bale the water out of a sinking ship. No one, or at least very few, saw this one coming. We’ve been caught with our pants down and it has exposed the house of cards we’ve built all around us. No one has answers. Uncertainty is now a word you hear throughout our everyday. At the tip of all it - fear. A lot of it. And it seems unanimous. Rightly so, but at what ultimate cost? And how did we get here? Where’s it all headed? No one knows. Zero answers. So now what? Wrap yourself in bubble wrap and sit in a dark corner of your house and hang garlic from your doorway to deter any vampires from entering? Many have. I can’t. And I don’t really know what my next move is either, but I do know that I would prefer to feel life, than to shy away from it in fear. Nor am I an ostrich with his head in the sand. COVID-19 is here and here to stay. But nothing can take me from experiencing where truth and life reside. So my next step? I have no idea. But when the world is in 1st gear it’s an exceptional time to write your first ever blog post. I’m not looking for an audience. I’m not looking for recognition. I’m not interested in monetizing anything. I’m interested in taking a step back to and try to figure this whole thing out - and I’m not referring to the pandemic.