April 8, 2020

Dire thoughts and predictions block the sun. I try turning to chores, to routine, to distracting detective shows to escape. But nothing can completely erase the shock of falling into a place that never existed before in our world. Quarantine stretches out from weeks to months, places holding the signs of spring closed to our plans to walk. We call on all our inner resources to step up, to get us through. We deal with exhaustion of spirit, pressing ahead through quicksand.