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quarantine stories: Fort Worth, Texas:: Part I

Hello, World. I love you. 

I see you. This is hard. 

You are not alone.

We are alone, together. 

Let us pause. 

Be still. Grateful. Still. 

Keep breathing. 

Please don’t forget to breathe. 

Big breath in, 

Big breath out.

Love in,

Love out. 

Love is Infinite. 

Into its depths we are diving.

And, there— we are never alone. 

Repeat after me: 

I am healthy and whole 

in mind, body, and soul. 

When I pull back the veil of 

anger, fear, and scarcity, 

I find we are connected 

through our love. 

You are not alone.

We are alone, together. 

Let us pause. 

Be still. Grateful. Still. 

Breathe in God,

Breathe out Fear. 

The only way out, 

is in. 

Lean in. 

Feel it— 

however it feels.

Feel every feel. 

We’re all in this together—

alone together:

humanity,

unity, 

One. 

There is strength in the broken places. 

There is always hope to be found if you keep seeking. 

Trust your hopes and 

not your fears. 

Honor the fear, but shift the outcome 

in light. 

See the sparkling light—

Shine.

Reach toward it. 

Awaken to your light, your truth.

Let no outside force pull you away

from your center, 

your power, your light, your Truth.

You need not add power to omnipotence. 

You are not alone.

We are alone, together. 

Let us pause. 

Be still. Grateful. Still. 

Look for the lovely. 

It’s there if you look for it. 

Beauty all around us. 

Connection through the miles. 

Grace.

Find and share your kindness. 

Grace and kindness are possible.

Embrace new ideas 

of service and self-care.

This will change several times a day. 

Everything changes.

There is no need to be afraid. 

You are not alone.

We are alone, together. 

Let us pause. 

Be still. Grateful. Still. 

Let us remember to be grateful for small moments. 

We offer immense gratitude to those of you on the frontlines.

We are nourished,

nursed and nurtured

because of you—

your courage,

your service 

your sacrifice. 

“This is what I was made to do,” you say, 

“It is my calling. 

I embrace the fear, 

the duty, 

the heart, the soul 

of medicine

every day.”

You are not alone.

We are alone, together. 

Let us pause. 

Be still. Grateful. Still. 

Please love yourself fiercely. 

As you love us, always. 

We sit here in the calm.

Meanwhile, you’re in the eye of the storm. 

When I forget, may I remember to ask myself:

Who am I being right now? 

Grant that I may seek not so much to be consoled as to console. 

For it is in giving that we receive. 

Be the light for those who are confused or doubtful. 

Take the action.

Let go of the outcome. 

All of the world is suddenly reduced 

to the cry of a baby at midnight

and I am grounded again. 

Our sweet Mother Earth is powerful and capable of rather remarkable 

healing 

when given rest. 

The same is true for me and you.

You are not alone.

We are alone, together. 

Let us pause. 

Be still. Grateful. Still. 

Baby steps. 

Let there be peace on Earth,

and let it begin with me.

With every step I take—

Baby steps. 

May we lean into uncertainty,

open our hearts to the values of change,

May we carry forth the best parts of 

this recalibration 

and cling to the only real

Source of healing— 

each other

for the rest of our living days.

From our front porches, 

we’ll paint a new reality. 

We will get through this. 

We will survive.

We are going to be okay.

Baby steps. 

And, maybe,

just maybe,

on the other side of this,

we will come together 

with more profound respect 

for the Earth,

each other, 

and the things we cannot change. 


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