The entire planet has been forever changed by the Coronavirus outbreak in 2020. Our individual and collective experiences are constantly broadcast electronically, in print, and unavoidably in the atmosphere of angst that envelops us. Why am I compelled to add my voice to the cacophony?
Like everyone else, I seek to make sense of what is happening. Writing forces me to think deeply about the experience inside and outside me, and find a way to shape it into something meaningful. The river of my life has slowed and eddied over the last several weeks. In New Mexico, our Governor issued a shelter-in-place order in mid-March. Like nearly everyone I know, I find this a surreal, and sometimes frightening experience. But the experience also has a quiet beauty. It has provided me with time and space, to reflect, not only about life in this crisis, but also on all the miraculous teachings of the natural world I can view around my home near the Rio Grande. My purpose in writing is to mold my reflections into a form that can be shared with others. Perhaps you might find a resonance in them, whether familiar and
comforting, or fresh and provocative.
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