I write this blog in the realm of increasing confusion, and desperation that I see in our present world, especially these past two weeks receiving reports - constant and consistent - of the confusion and long wait times in our Canadian Airports. I sense
the desperation to travel at all costs, with no forsight for what it will now involve. Yesterday, when the news reported that a young mother with an infant and two small children was advised to sleep on the floor of the Toronto airport - no blanket or covering
- by "the authority of the airline", I stopped in my tracks and said "We are lost."
And I believe we are. There are no signs that anything will settle soon. New forms of CoVid seem to be reported every week. And now a fourth dose of the shot will soon
How can we live steady and settled lives in the midst of the madness all around us? This feels to me the most significant question of our time, since settling doesn't seem to be a real possibility any time soon. And each of us - in
our own circumstances - needs to face the question and decide, for all our circumstances are different...except the need to settle and stop, both in our hearts and in our minds. Decide what? How it is we will choose to do so, even in small breaks in the day...deep
breathing...five minute meditations...going out into nature's quiet presence for five minutes...there are many.