This is a Great Emptiness. We are unable to give and receive all of our comforting, our camaraderie, our family, our rituals. our GATHERING that marks one's life.
It is a new suffering, an old suffering, a terrible suffering. I keep wondering what is both the source and the relief of this suffering. I remember reading that when Margaret Mean arrived at a village, she wold ask if there was a birth or a death happening at that moment. She would go there, take her daughter there, as that is the pillar of a life.
If we learn nothing else, let us always remember The Great Emptiness of 2020 and, when this is over, Fill our lives with celebrating one another. Lets have a party and just hold hands.
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