A Measure of Introspection

On this fine evening, I sit in front of my computer with a snack of Belgian waffles. I stare out the window, waiting for what comes to mind. Maybe it's the consideration of our future for the next few weeks, or maybe it's the consideration of what I want to achieve for the next few weeks. Looking out, I observe for major changes in this end-of-winter season, waiting for the deer to arrive and the flowers to bloom. At this moment, everything is still. A few birds fly across, but that is it. It is simple outside, constant, with a few changes. This day at home, alone, contrasts significantly with my world online, or my world outside. I am in a place of refuge, away from the hysteria and panic felt all around. The stress of conjecturing what may happen replaces any sense of placidity, if there was any to begin with. I look back, thinking about how great it would be to be a bird. Flying out there, with no stress. But then, you think of the moth. What do all living organisms have in common? Death. Especially under these circumstances, everything is uncertain. Numbers could jump high, or climb slow, or fall. Amidst these birds or the moths, they are only capable of so much. Their small bodies only allow for so many capabilities; their death is the most untimely. Yet, they fly freely, or zigzag to their wellbeing. While it may be a stretch, it is worthy to note of their tenacity and perseverance for life. Their desire to live, and to make the most of their day.

For us humans, uncertainty comes with curiosity. But this heavy curiosity can kill the cat. So let's not try to investigate too hard, breaking down our curiosities to the core and losing faith in ourselves. As Chet Raymo claims, the "unexamined quest for knowledge is hemmed with peril." While the extent of our research into the virus is not lethal like radium, the dangers of misinformation are extremely plausible, if not, certain. A few ideas put out are subsequently exploded by the power of social media. The harbored potential for xenophobia, negativity, and irrational hoarding is ever so present.

Instead of panic, allow ourselves to reflect on what we have and profess gratitude for the things or people taken for granted. From family to public facilities to food, there is much to be thankful for. Taking this time to look out was necessary; I never thought nature could be calming. Life will have its challenges, and changes will most certainly arrive. I'm not a fan of change, but it's something we all must adapt to, while still maintaining integrity. Let us not be torn apart by the fears, real or fake.  

I am not insinuating that all is safe, but rather the need to stop the spread of misinformation and start the spread of truthful public health awareness. No one is immune from the virus, thus making it essential for respect and understanding.
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I wrote this post on Thursday evening before the closing so just hope that everyone's safe and once again avoid spreading rumors and jokes :(