|Image by Brenda @ It's A Beautiful Life|
"When we give cheerfully and accept
gratefully, everyone is blessed."
Many good folks are creating a more active online presence and community during this world-wide season of isolation. They offer their unique version of pleasant distractions: interesting facts, sublime photos, pet poses, comforting scenes of home life, helpful facts and hints, encouragement, poetry readings, music and art lessons, funny videos and stories, you name it. In regular life, people were already doing a lot of that, but it's become more focused and more deliberate to help people feel supported and connected.
In her latest post, Vee from A Haven For Vee indicated that it was about time that she showed up more often on her blog "especially now that reading blogs is such a pleasant diversion, and each blogger should do his or her part". I'd begun thinking a similar thing that I, too, ought to get on board to do my part in reaching out more regularly.
Musing what I could offer, I look at my shelves of books lined up -- they seem eager to be pressed into service. So for the time being, each morning I will take a book from my shelf, randomly open it, and offer a few lines from it. Or, sometimes I might follow page numbers with the dates on the calendar, so today being March 21, I would share a few lines from page 21. And, I might comment on the chosen portion or just leave the author say it.
Anyways, we'll see how it goes. Let us begin...
Gift from the Sea
by Anne Morrow Lindbergh, pg 21
"The shell in my hand is deserted. It once housed a whelk, a snail-like creature, and then temporarily, after the death of the first occupant, a little hermit crab, who has run away, leaving his tracks behind him like a delicate vine on the sand. He ran away, and left me his shell. It was once a protection for him. I turn the shell in my hand, gazing into the wide open door from which he made his exit. Had it become an encumbrance? Why did he run away? Did he hope to find a better home, a better mode of living? I too have run away, I realize, I have shed the shell of my life, for these few weeks of vacation."
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For me, that last line seems appropriate for this season, for we too have shed the shells of our regular lives for these few weeks of
vacation isolation. Makes me wonder how we'll all emerge on the other side of this. Let's hope we come through stronger and more courageous and kinder. Grace and mercy for us all! 💙
Wishing you a beautiful day.