Rain falling, soft & luscious, i feel the plants drinking it in, bathing in it, bodies meeting, water on leaf, branch, bare root. Last night the prime minister made another speech about covid, i didn't watch or listen, he sickens me. As we enter a new phase of dealing with the virus i hope that me & mine get through it without death or mishap but uncertainty is this year's guest. He/she/they have outstayed their welcome, it doesn't feel good to be permanently anxious. My way of coping is to take each day as it comes & make things as simple & gentle as it is possible to make them. Step by step, breath by breath, & taking time to pause & be still as & when pausing & being still is needed. 

Covid Diaries - part 3

23rd September 2020