Stand and stare
A poor life this if, full of care, we have not time to stand and stare"
William H. Davies Poet
Isolation is a revelation, there’s the time to see in-depth what, before, we’ve only caught in passing.
Forced to look by self-isolation, I’m beginning to see deeply inside what counts for me, between me, and others, about empathy that is not ‘sympathy’, how to be a part a community in a better way, what is wrong to me, but more what I want to put inside my new life, wich qualities of life as respect and expectations for a healthy life such as boundaries, learning a new modality of life, how to honour my Italian root without feeling guilty for my endless love for this countryside, the English Nature that I admire more than people sometimes.
Aloofness is not a part of me and I learned how to respect this gift, this quality of me, a good integration in a new country does not mean to delete the character itself.
I learned that, as a gift that always is within me, when a big wall is in front of my face with unrespectful words showing their qualities. This happened, rarely but happened, And you know that you are alone in the middle of a big emotional storm, without any reference point to speak with.
If you haven’t the balance between the events, the result of the entire situation could be very harmful. But I have the experience, I have skills, it was my work for a long time.
I spent a lot of time observing flowers and nature around me, I’m a great observer not only patterns of the people’s minds but Nature more. Cherries, daffodils, tulips, forget me not, wild carrots, robins, daisies and dandelions so humble so flexible, the green grass in the hill, they are all a part important of our life. They are silent presences in our daily life. The green allies, the perfect fellowship. They opened up the nearest world and you simply go through the ‘veil’.
I become flexible with myself. As a highly sensitive person, an empath, I have constant connections with ‘the entire world up and below’. And I know that Earth is my connection with this daily world.
What happens when you say goodbye to perfection? You learn life trough a simple plant of bamboo.
The first year it sleeps, the second year it creeps, the third year it leaps.
Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo survives by bending with the wind.
Watch properly, savouring each moment, there is not something more urgent to do for today. No more.
The teleconferences are scheduled, we have phones, emails, apps.
There is always time to see in-depth what, before, you’ve only caught in passing.
This is not a lockdown, but rather a lockup.
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I noticed that the price of bread is increased. Some local shops are very popular and take advantage of roughly 400% markup. £8 for 2 pieces of bread, these numbers say to me a lot about your incomes. I’m quiet but not stupid or blind.
I would kindly remember that bread is sacred especially during a difficult time like this. For all people involved.
Not for me, I am Italian and I’m prepared to chaos, disasters, earthquakes, floods, viruses, deaths, I passed through a lot during my life. But people here, no they’re not prepared to your 'craftiness’.
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© Bruna Zagni