Remembering Who We Are
At this point in the pandemic, most of us have become well acquainted with the range and speed of our emotional responses. The deluge of alarmist reports and rhetoric can be more contagious than the virus itself. At the same time it seems we are called to be at our best, to stay calm and behave rationally, at a time when we feel like things in this world are at their worst.
But we ourselves are not at our worst. Yes, we are frightened, and feeling very vulnerable, worried about our health, about loved ones, about paying bills, about the future. Fear and anxiety are pulsing in all of us, ebbing and flowing. But in between we are having some very sane moments of open-heartedness and appreciation.
There are those who say this event is a reset of life as we know it, or perhaps the ushering in of a new era in humanity. I am not sure of any of that, but it would be wonderful if it happened that way. Right now it seems we are being shown ourselves exactly as we are, both in our frightened vulnerability and our divinely inspired grace. Now, more than ever, our inner workings are on display, and our facades are down. We are as human as ever, and as divine as ever. In this respect, we are all alike.
I see this when I go to the grocery store. What was always an ordinary part of everyday life is now an experience where I see what I am going through reflected in the people around me. Some people are kind, (like me, at least I hope more often than not), some people seem tense and withdrawn (like me, sometimes) and others seem scared (yep, that’s me too). Even in our masks and gloves, we can’t hide this from each other.
There’s an Akashic concept Linda Howe calls the matrix of gratitude, grace and generosity. It’s a natural instinct that comes up from our depths, and not something requiring much effort. The idea is that when we simply accept and give thanks for what we have in this moment, no matter what is happening, we shift to a mode where we can receive the grace that is always around and within us. Then we can extend generosity to others, whatever that looks like. It can be as simple as seeing someone race through the supermarket aisles grabbing at everything, and rather than labeling them as crazy or thoughtless, understanding instead that they are caught in fear, and maybe having a hard day, or week, or even a life.
We know this is temporary and we’re going to get through this. It would be wonderful if, when we recall this period in history in the coming months or years or decades, we remember this as the time we really learned how alike we all are, and to let gratitude, grace and generosity flow freely among all us frightened people.