I’m imagining a world in which the words we use to describe the coronavirus have far different meanings. Somewhere inside, I trust that this world will come to be.
What can we transmit from person to person? Could it be love, peace, a feeling of deep connection? Perhaps it will be unspoken, brought into being through a mysterious sense of “being with”.
What can spread rapidly, frequently being shared among human beings? Can your kind words propel me towards offering similar messages to the people I meet? Can the speed increase, so that folks in a meeting all feel the speaker’s goodness?
Distancing and Self-Isolation
How about keeping sixty feet away from toxic speech and actions? Someone’s complaining, stereotyping and excluding can’t touch me from there.
An ancient meaning is to spend forty days in penance or fasting. Can we take a month of our lives, and while still getting things done, meditate on kindness … and allow it to flow from us?
If we’re looking for the first instance of a phenomenon in a geographical area, perhaps we’ll find a stunning example of generosity, of spiritual communion, of grace. And we can follow that example. His or her leadership can be contagious.
Deme is a word in biology which refers to “a local population of organisms of the same kind”. It is from the Greek word demos, meaning “a district, the people”. So … what can unite us as we travel this road of life together? I know. We all have eyes. Perhaps in the future we will simply spend a lot of time gazing softly into each other’s.