Straight from Quarantine

This Coronavirus thing has changed our lives forever, there is no denying that.

Nothing has been the same in the world since it all started, a few months ago, and nothing, but absolutely nothing will ever be the same again. It’s name is everywhere, more frightening than anything you’ve ever heard (including sounds made by the Apprehension Engine). You find it written on locked doors along with apologies for the inconvenience and followed by “this establishment will remain closed until further notice”, which means indefinitely. Nobody knows when any societal interdictions will be lifted and whether or not we will be allowed to go back to our daily routines from before things started going south.

The general term used to describe it is “pandemic”, implying that we are all dangerous to one another, that any of us can be a carrier and a spreader. We’re being asked to stay inside our homes with only half an hour a day to go outside – and only if we really must – for important and necessary activities, like getting food, exercising, going to work, walking the family dog.

 

Gatherings were made impossible, as we aren’t allowed to get closer than two meters from each other. The city is almost under lock down. Empty. Hollow. Tense. The only thing missing is the army taking over the streets – and they will soon, or so I’ve heard. I haven’t seen so much police patrolling the streets since last year’s Notting Hill Carnival. Trains run almost completely empty, forty tube stations have been closed throughout London, as have restaurants, shops, launderettes, cancer fighting charities, beauty salons, creperies, theatres, cinemas, malls. There is a strange sense of complete stillness around, like there is no urgency to get to places. Like time doesn’t even matter anymore. There is nowhere to rush to, nothing to do but wait for something, anything to happen.

We’ve all been affected by this, one way or another. It seems like our lives have been postponed.  Children can’t go to schools, too many people don’t have a place to work anymore. There are no more vacation plans. No more concerts or any other types of live performances, so entire existences have been moved from out on the streets to social media. And over there, we all seem to be gentle and kind and generous. We all want to give, we all want to help. There is a lot of compassion on display. We’re all donating to charities, or so we make it look like. We’re all suddenly artistically expressive, we all know the truth about the whole thing. We’ve all become philosophers, old wise men. Ask us about it or don’t, it doesn’t matter, we all seem to have every answer. We’re all encouraging the less brave, we’re all remembering to call old friends and acquaintances, moms and dads and everyone we’ve been separated from. We all want to talk and be noticed, maybe somebody, somewhere  in the world is feeling just the same and at the same time. Maybe they’re just as afraid as we are. Maybe we can help each other.

Easter is coming. I wonder what that will be like…

People all over the world are getting impatient, on TV and all around social media they’re all experts. Everyone, everywhere’s a specialist. Meanwhile, on the streets, passers by wear masks, gloves and regular clothes – nothing flashy, nothing over the top, nothing Louis Vuitton like, there are no more smiles left, no hand sanitizer, no toilet paper rolls, no canned food. And it’s not even funny anymore.

Outside, trees are in bloom. It’s spring.

A strong feeling of uncertainty keeps lurking around, on every corner. All kinds of businesses are rapidly going down. The economy is going down. Nobody trusts anyone anymore. Suspicion and second guessing is all we have left. People are frightened and don’t seem to have the strength to wanna fight it anymore. They just do what they’re told, no questions asked.

Perhaps this is the right way to do right now, but it kind of bothers me. I’m getting this constant feeling that we’re being manipulated into fear and condescended into believing something that isn’t real. Or at least not as real and dangerous as they want us to believe it is. Or at least not our number one priority right now. Something tells me not to waste time in fear of the Coronavirus, not to give it more importance than I should.

What I am actually worried about is us getting it. Being shocked into understanding the Universe’s message. Being separated from or forced to spend all this time together with other people, forced to decide what we really want, what really matters in life, forced to take a look at ourselves, get our priorities straight, look at what we’ve become, make some changes and be brutally honest in ways we’ve never been before.

We’re being asked to turn our attention back to ourselves because if we don’t do it right NOW, we may never will. This is the perfect time for introspection.

Deadly as it is being presented to us, this virus is not the real issue here. WE ARE and our refusing to face our deepest selves and accept that there is an imminent inner fight to be had. If anything, Coronavirus is the final calling to get to know, understand, accept, forgive, fall in love with and liberate ourselves all over again or perhaps for the first time. I wonder…if things got better from tomorrow, if things went back to normal, how many of us would have drastically changed something in their life that no longer served them? how many of us will have begun to follow their own philosophies? I say keep this going for as long as it is necessary for us to wake up to our authenticity and values, feel gratitude for the little things in life, compassion for the less privileged, let go of manufactured fears and go back to freedom.

This is the reason for all that is happening in the world right now. Everything is for our higher good, everything is about evolution. There is no angry deity trying to get back at us for our sins. This is NOT a punishment from God. Just think about it for a second: we spend our whole lives as spirits trapped in bodies we know anything about. We spend our whole lives running away from instead of confronting ourselves, rushing towards the outside instead of diving within, where the whole Universe is, asleep and miraculous, underneath fear and false beliefs. Some of us never unlock that door, imagine such sadness. To me, THAT is the greatest sin of all. Because getting to know who you are brings you closer to love and love is God and God is freedom. Love is freedom. Freedom is you. The real you. The spirit.

It is time for an awakening.

The time is now.

But enough for today, we’ll do this again soon (there’s nothing else to do anyway).

Until next time,

Green Eyed Kisses straight from quarantine.