Just thinking aloud again
When this whole lockdown pandemic is over and we can finally fully grieve and mourn the hundreds of thousands of victims that have been abruptly taken away from us, while we breath less polluted air and as we stare into clearer smog free blue skies, accompanied by a live musical orchestra of feathered musicians. …. (known as birds in the local lingo) singing amongst the various trees that are now in full bloom, while feeling the warm (but slightly less harmful) rays of the sun as it touches, penetrates and gradually starts to tan our somewhat bleak looking skin ……..
…..after being in confinement in our homes where we were forced to think and meditate over our insane and hectic lifestyles, with some of us finally waking up to the reality of what we have been doing to this planet all these decades, and realising the vanity and fragility of the very luxuries and riches we were striving for, realising how we were also contributing to the pollution of our atmosphere not only with plastic cups but also with our constant desire and thirst to travel and explore every accessible part of this globe…….
……..being forced to realise how little we really do need to be truly happy and content despite being confined to our fixed national, county, city and town governed geographical locations, scattered across this ever growing virally infected global planet of ours……….
………… that happiness for some involved just being with their spouse, family or extended family members, best friend or pet. That being able to possess, practice, listen or express their faith in prayer, or spirituality through meditation, or listening to their endless personal Spotify playlists or better still being able to play, write and compose new music through their beloved musical instrument or instruments. Or just being able to go for a ride, walk or run within their local community, parks or immediate neighbouring countryside that somehow still gave them a feeling of being that fearless traveling explorer that has just discovered a new world and continent….just down the road from his her her house….but without the sacrifice of time, traveling expenses, bagage, passport and the cost of that tent, hotel or luxury holiday resort. Some experiencing full satisfaction by being totally engrossed in their domestically based botanical garden with pots full of tomatoes, herbs and spices claiming nearly two thirds of their balcony space.
…..while for others the definition of happiness means ……… a lifelong supply of toilet paper, coffee, and a high speed internet connection.
….but why am I getting this feeling that when we are finally set free and by some miracle some of us can have the opportunity to go back to our old jobs, lives and routine…….. that some of us will still hesitate …….and that some of us …….won’t go back…..
…..don’t mind me just thinking aloud…… it applies to me just as much as anyone else ……..it’s just a feeling , it’s just a vibe in the moment …..that will probably disappear …..a feeling that will quickly dispersing back into the thin….. newly polluted atmosphere.