From a loving friend, a perspective which focuses on being consciously grateful. When you are consciously grateful, it's where you can find happiness. #gratitude #coronaviris
There are no bombs raining on our heads.
I am not a prisoner held in solitary confinement, as millions are.
I am not a refugee trying to escape with my life.
I am not standing in line waiting to fill a pot of water.
I have access to fresh food and I'm not starving.
I have hot running water.
My country has not been ruined by years of war.
I can reach my friends by phone and check in on them.
My friends check in on me because they care about me.
Any whiplash I feel about this strange turn of events is itself a sign of privilege.
More than half of the world would gladly trade their everyday problems for the modest inconveniences I am experiencing.
I may have anxious dreams but I'm dreaming them on a proper bed and I'm not sleeping on the sidewalk.
By staying at home, I'm helping the planet rest.
As long as I have my mind I can create, imagine, dream and not be lonely.
This global crisis connects me to people around the world and reminds me of our common humanity. This is a good thing.
When something tragic happens to another country next time, I will respond to it not with superiority, but humility and recognition.
I will fight for positive changes and economically just policies in my own country.
I am surrounded by books.
I am surrounded by love.
Stay healthy and safe.
(I’ll take the Coronavirus any day)
Yes, that would be a hell on earth.