The struggles that began in 2020 will one day be a distant memory - can you imagine that? We have the option to emerge from it stronger and wiser, or to let it crush us. Which will be our legacy? Will it turn out to have been the Annus Mirabilis*, the miraculous year, through which we survived great tragedies and stresses, yet emerged enlightened, our resolve and unity strengthened? 2020 may well be the turning point, at which we realize that only an indomitable and indefatigable resolve to work through this together, is how we will beat this 'beast' and not let it divide us.
With vaccines available, 2021 holds lots of promise, and I'm up for trying my best to live deliberately and appreciatively. It does take effort and conscientiousness, but actively practicing mindfulness helps me weather tough times; it highlights what there is to be grateful for. I'm determined not to let COVID-19 and its unfortunate restrictions curb my joy, nor let me devolve into negativity. Yes, it restricts my ideal lifestyle, but I'm going to continue digging deep to weather this storm.
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“My barn having burned down, I can now see the moon.” ― Mizuta Masahide (17th Japanese poet and samurai)
* The English poet, John Dryden, ironically called the year 1666, the Annus Mirabilis, which means the year of wonders, or an amazing year. This, despite it being a year of great tragedy (the Plague, Great Fire of London). Was it irony, or wry humor, of celebrating that there could have been more, and worse, tragedies? Or was it merely an observation of how amazing it was to have miraculously survived it?