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Ten months into the pandemic, time itself has taken on a new shape. Once brimming with new possibilities, it is now warped and unrecognizable. The rigidity of life during COVID-19 has resulted in days, weeks and months rapidly melding into sameness.
January 18, 2021
The biggest news this past week was the assembly of 20,000 National Guard troops to protect the Presidential Inauguration. I am 64 years-old and would have never believed citizens of United States of America would become so emotionally charged and violent that the military branch designed to protect our country from foreign invaders would be used as a deterrent to potential threats of its citizens. This action conveys the government expects chaos and lacks the respect of the citizens. I am saddened that the few who riot, loot, and destroy believe they have the right to destroy and take things that others worked so hard for.
January 18, 2021
At some point during the fall, I got the urge to have a little toy to play with for mental breaks during the work days. I'd keep it on my home-office desk. While these MagnaTiles are much larger than I expected (I just didn't thoroughly consider the measurements provided), they're pretty cool to play with. I don't use them as much as I would if I had them on my desk (they'd take up too much room), but when I do play with them it requires me to carve out a bit more time that I otherwise thought I would. That's been kind of nice, actually.
January 20, 2021
Look it's my birthday! I turned 26 and am not a ditz I work hard as a teacher, coach, and student. I am kind, strong, empathetic and creative. Look it's my birthday! I know it is a little tilted I have a new vision of myself after 2020 I am caring, principled, knowledgeable, and a risk taker. Look it's my birthday! We are still in quarantine. I haven't been this sick since I was fourteen I am grateful, humble, hopeful and inspired. Look it's my birthday! I miss you grandmother, I know you passed away Only 6 days before my birthday. I miss hearing your voice, your song as you sing happy birthday My greatest gift of all is family this birthday. I sat in your chair, I took care of your dog, I look after your husband And I miss you most of all. On this birthday in the new year and there is a new me of sorts I thank everyone around me for getting this far Even though I no longer have healthcare I will continue to keep the memories of those I have lost with me. Look it's my birthday! I drove very far, the first time to grandparents house only 356 miles far I walked through the door holding back tears And hugged your daughter as she welcomed me into my new year.
January 20, 2021
After the insurrection in United States Capitol After calling for execution of UNited States vice President UInted States speaker of the House I remembered years ago I took a blurred photograph Of our Capitol long ago And wrote, “After the Dark”. Now it has meaning Now we saw “the “DARK” The sun is setting Tomorrow the Inaguration. God bless our United States Bless all of us with insight Lead us as one nation After the dark is the Light.
January 20, 2021
July 21, 2020 Photo Sketch 1: Caption: I usually find books on the curb that people are giving away and I put books on the curb for people to take. Covid days. September 15, 2020. Photo Sketch 2: Caption: Covid and creeping Fascism... Keeping my head in a quiet creative space is like balancing a tender egg on a spoon as I walk through a burning world...
January 20, 2021
Now we play the waiting game. Unfortunately, I reside in South Carolina--wedged tightly to the east among the Deep South states-- which has already—no surprises here--fallen behind in the COVID-19 vaccine drive. Residents have been instructed to wait for the appropriate age phase. Only then can they utilize a vax locator in order to find sites that will administer the vaccine. Once a location is selected, they will then call the associated phone number to make an appointment if enough vaccines are available. As fate would have it, I am, at age 67, in Phase 1c which will not even launch until late spring 2021 in this state. As South Carolina ranks #36 in health care, I can only sigh, shake my head and pray that when my age group arises, vaccines will still be at hand. Meanwhile, in my nativeTexas, my 90-year-old mother, my brother and my sister-in-law (both 63) have already received their first doses of the vaccine. Too little, too late may spell severe illness and even death for some Palmetto State residents who continue to wait, wait, wait.
January 22, 2021
This week I have been as horrified as everyone else with what transpired at the Capitol. What particularly struck me is that it happened at all.... and yet I (we) shouldn’t really be surprised....was it our ignorance or arrogance that caught us off guard? Ignorance because there’s been signs of discontent for awhile, and there’s been a continued beating of the “fear” drum feeding anger and lies to those starved for reasons and answers to why our lives have been turned upside down. Or arrogance because “no one would dare”...”you just don’t do that”...many of us are of an age where certain things just weren’t done... and yes, times change. But turning on your own government, storming the Capitol, all because you didn’t like the way an election turned out. Really? Ignorance of the mob, arrogance of a President? I guess we should be thankful in a way it was our own people turning on ourselves, as peaceful and seemingly easy as it was...for it surely could have been much deadlier.
January 22, 2021
One of the things that’s changed is being able to discern where the line is? Though I’m not sure it’s the virus alone to blame for that but it certainly has exacerbated things. “Alternate facts” have unfortunately been with us awhile now so it’s no wonder it’s hard to figure out the best way to move forward. Lives versuses livelihoods is at the core of who we are and who we want to be as a nation...and ultimately as a global community. While we are adapting very well to certain things, ever grateful for zoom, people more aware of neighbors, time to notice things that might have been overlooked in our “ normal” daily lives, the fear lies, mistrust, and anger are real. We are fighting an invisible enemy, a virus you can “catch” but can’t see... so our fear and anger need an outlet, and that has made the line harder to define. Add some inflammatory language and lots and lots of repetition of alternate facts and the line between truth and fiction becomes harder to define and we end up with events like we saw at the Capitol. I miss smiles, and hugs a lot, but I miss knowing what’s true and not even more!
January 22, 2021
This week was watching all the angry hornets fly out of the nest! I was as shocked as any one as the events at the Capital unfolded. It will take time to quiet the buzzing...I believe the nest was kicked one too many times and the swarm that’s been building for awhile was unleashed. I have friends who have been glued to their TVs... I chose not to take that route for my own sanity...when you are shown something a number of times the theory goes you will be desensitized.... I think in this instance too much “information” has created a state of “over-sensitized” for both those inside and outside the nest...one side spilling out and attacking, and the other watching in disbelief with a sadness that left many depressed and unable to sleep. First amendment rights are one thing, and a glorious part of our tradition, but when you hear someone answer “my President told me to”, you’ve got to wonder where it went wrong...
January 23, 2021
These are the masks that I had to sneak away from my 65 yo mom, who grew up with an inherited depression era mentality that will never go away. She put on a new mask in front of me when I asked, but I found these stashed away, and so I’m taking them home with me, because I know just throwing them in the garbage at her house won’t be good enough. She’ll pick them out.
January 23, 2021
My husband and I ring the church bells at an ancient Scottish cathedral. (The six bells there are hung so that their ropes fall in a circle and can be made to sound in mathematical sequences known as "change ringing.") My husband is the "steeplekeeper," in charge of making sure that the bells and their fixtures are in sound condition. Although all bell ringing stopped during the first pandemic lockdown of 2020, we made a trip to the cathedral in June 2020 to check that all was well in the bell tower - mainly a matter of looking for unwanted birds' nests among the bells. The churchyard had been locked up against visitors (the cathedral is a historic monument) and when we arrived, the usually well-groomed lawn was a sea of long grass. It seemed eerie and otherworldly - as if the cathedral and all its life had slipped into an enchanted sleep like the briar wood of Sleeping Beauty. But the heart of our Church of Scotland (Presbyterian) community is really its minister, and he had very effectively moved his services online, integrating live appearances in the church with recordings that the choir made via Zoom. He's done this all year, holding his community together and receiving more online views than he ever had church attendance! My husband and I are not really churchgoers, though in happier times we ring for the service every Sunday, and for weddings all year. This year, when our lockdown eased, we began Sunday ringing again with socially distanced measures in place. And - perhaps because it was such an effort making a 30 mile round-trip to the cathedral and ringing for only twenty minutes - we started attending the socially-distanced church services. This hour-long pause among other people in a long slog of frantic routine with limited contacts seemed an affirmation of life and the spirit of humanity. It helps that our minister preaches a very good sermon, full of humour and a sense of connection to the world. I still keep my spirituality very private, but I realize how much I miss - and really enjoy - that PAUSE, the moment when you can put everything else aside to look inward and upward. Now we are in another hard lockdown. The cathedral was shut for services just before Christmas. The last time the cathedral was used in practice was when my husband and I, with another bell-ringing couple, pealed out the old bells for twenty minutes on Christmas morning: an affirmation of the human spirit and our connection to God. When the current lockdown ends, we will ring the bells again.
January 24, 2021
January 26, 2021
I think people around the world are exhaling deeply, smiling widely and saying, “ I’m so glad American has got their shit together again. “ Biden and Harris are a sign that the world is righting itself.
January 27, 2021
January 27, 2021
Reflecting on DC We have hope The 46th cares The First Lady cares Truth springs up Light from darkness We will not forget insurrection
January 28, 2021
There is a sense of darkness and despair over the land. We try to keep up fronts of happiness and hope, but underneath it is an overwhelming sadness. Everywhere you look is bad news. The novel coronavirus is all around us, hiding in plain sight. We try to make living like this okay but you can see the fatigue and sadness in the eyes of everyone you meet. A happy distraction went viral on Facebook. A photo of Bernie Sanders sitting on a folding chair wearing mittens at the Presidential Inauguration was superimposed on photographs and shared countless times to the amusement of all. But… even that photo of Senator Sanders was depressing. He was sitting alone slumped on a chair, looking sad and cold, wearing a mask and mittens. When will this time of darkness end?
January 28, 2021
Life experience prep?? 7.1 Alaskan earthquake 10th floor of Anchorage hotel 2 AM My husband & I looked into each other’s eyes The vibration was massive swaying building Like a ship at sea Thrown to side off my bike Central Square Csmbridge Car hit bike full speed i landed apart from bike Bike destroyed On my way home late at night As an art student national disaster area Extreme flooding in USVI Rained three weeks nonstop kow pressure system No one leaving or entering The island More? Three is enough for now. We have vaccines to get !
January 28, 2021
As I am afraid to get on public transportation, because masks are only recommended and not required, I have been shopping locally for my food ..basically within walking distance. This includes an expensive deli-like market, cheese shop, bakery, drug store, yoga juice bar, and lucky for me ..a farmers market. I am almost 75 years old and the icy sidewalks this winter pose a definite hazard. Many seniors in the apartment building where I live have fallen in the last year and ended up in nursing homes or with family members. I walk slowly and bought a walking stick to lower the odds this happens to me. I am cooking a lot more than I did before ..I don’t go out to eat except on rare occasions when either my brother or cousin show up for a visit. We get takeout and eat outdoors at the local park. As we had a mild winter, we could do that through December. I am subsisting on grilled cheese sandwiches, meatloaf, yoga fruit bowls, homemade soup, hummus or egg sandwiches and cooked veggies. I am trying to go vegetarian but have to be careful! It to eat too much high glycemic food which I seem to crave .
January 30, 2021
A third lockdown in Israel. Schools are still open, but “unnecessary” shops are closed. And of course, culture, restaurants, social events. And our parents can’t come over to see their grandchildren. It is a political lockdown: it could have been avoided if the government managed to enforce restrictions on the communities that persistently refuse to obey them (orthodox jews, arabs). In Tel Aviv, in our neighborhood, the pandemic is very much in control and weekly tests in my daughter’s school repeatedly show no positives. But there’s no afterschool activity, and friends are not allowed to come over (we don’t obey that). In the picture: a domestic “science” experience with oil and colored water.
January 31, 2021