“Oh Say Can You See”
Yesterday morning I went out to my front porch and above me I heard the refrain, “O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave”. I put my hand to my chest and at the end softly yelled, “Yay!”. A Principal from a remote location announcing the day was now in session for my neighbor’s children.
Later in the day I would look at my Facebook Feed and see my friend J.D. playing a concert LIVE on his San Diego balcony raising money for his friend who had all his music gigs canceled.
As I live alone, I find myself navigating this time by going inward with daily meditation and outward to connect. I find I miss my routine but there is something deeper I miss. I miss the rhythms of daily life.
In sharing this with a friend she asked me if I had read, “A Gentleman in Moscow”, a New York Times Bestseller about the 30-year saga of the Count Alexander Ilyich Rostov, who is placed under house arrest and ordered to spend the rest of his life inside a luxury hotel.
Thirty years? It’s been three weeks and I’m done already with our time-out. The quote below really resonated with me:
“As a both a student of history and man devoted to living in the present, I admit that I do not spend a lot of time imagining how things might otherwise have been. But I do think there is a difference between being resigned to a situation and reconciled to it.”
I certainly don’t feel resigned if anything my nature is to resist this feeling of constriction of staying in place. How do I reconcile with this situation?
Somehow doing that feels like defeat. How I can I feel free in this unknown?
What is the rhythm available to me? Not just now but all the time. The rhythm of the present moment.
Whether it be a moment with our Nation’s anthem, watching my friend on a balcony sing his heart out, or a moment to have a good cry; I know if I surrender to what is, it will be easier to let in what is wanting to breakthrough for myself and humanity.
Right?
Keep the Faith Peeps!
I am here to support and sorry for the delay in getting today’s message out.
Reach out and connect.
Love,
Louisa
P.S. I love to connect, feel free to comment.
