Hooked On Healing

What do you mean it’s Monday? It was just Friday a few hours ago. Feel like you’re sleepwalking, having no idea what day or perhaps even what month it is? How does it make you feel knowing that half of us are now experiencing symptoms of depression? Having no say about your choices or future can surely lead to feelings of powerlessness, and even hopelessness. Sure, the pivot point for all of our suffering may very well be this CV. Twilight Zone, we find ourselves in. But, what to do about it?

I know what you’re thinking. This is the biggest game of cooties you’ve ever seen in your life. Hungry for some social interaction? Glue a coffee cup onto the top of your car and see how many people wave at you. Lol.

You just realized that the trash goes out more than you do. Seriously. We’ve all been sentenced with house arrest. Disconnected from that percolating social world around us. Most of us were quite unprepared for the feelings of loneliness that accompanied our self-isolation at this time. Remember when having to ask a stranger to get you something from the top shelf of the supermarket was your biggest problem? Well, here’s the two-hour waiting line again. When we were told: “The best things in life are worth waiting for” – we did not have tomatoes or onions in mind. Oh, and a free tip: The easiest way to shop with kids – is not to. And I’m the only one at the supermarket trying to get the automatic door to acknowledge my existence? Truth be told, nearly 80% of the food on the shelves in the supermarket did not even exist 100 years ago. So back to baking our own bread…

You woke up again this morning ready to wage war against this invisible enemy. Feel like you’re fighting a spiritual battle at this time? One thing’s for sure: You certainly can’t climb uphill by thinking downhill thoughts. You may have been assigned this mountain just to show others that it can be moved.

Ah, yes. We have nothing to fear but fear itself…and trillions of germs everywhere. Are you spraying people with Lysol as they pass your desk? Let’s hope that germs, unlike everyone else, won’t find you irresistible.

Do you feel neck deep in this crisis, like you’re trying to swim against a tsunami? Have you also been on the receiving end of those Hallmark card sentiments during this trying time? Did you find it empathetic or remotely helpful? Before you’re tempted to blurt out that cliché, perhaps rethink before you speak.