Now Is Not The Time For Social Distancing!

Please forgive me for my crazy clickbait post title. I just had to try it on for size. It feels icky. It feels like I’m trying to get you to click and read. I am. Full disclosure. That is what I am doing. So I’m going to leave it. Again, please forgive me. ðŸ˜¬

Here’s what I want you to read. Just my thoughts. My opinions. My take from Planet Earth as the world has begun to turn upside down.

I woke up this morning with a friend on my mind. A friend who invests other people’s money. A friend who has been caught in a “perfect storm” as she described it.

I can’t even imagine what her day was like yesterday. I can’t imagine what her day will be like today, tomorrow or __________. What I can imagine is how she will weather this. She will be okay. EVERYONE will be okay.
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BUT, getting to okay is probably going to be painful for her. For you, possibly. For all of us. And by just saying, this will all be fine. . . eventually, doesn’t ease anyone’s short term pain.


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And the irony of how our world, my world, has been “social distancing” for SO LONG is not lost on me. We stay in, live alone, mostly connect with friends online through texts, social media. And when we do get together (and please know that I am including myself in all of this!), we keep our phone on the table and “social distance” ourselves while trying to be present.
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So here a lot of us are. Making decisions to stay home out of the love and concern for the people around us. Don’t you find that so ironic? And interesting? Yet, it brings me hope. Yes, huge HOPE. That when all of this is over we will emerge kinder, more connected, more loving and just more. More of everything good that can exist for humans, animals, plants . . . everything.
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Now is the time to STOP “Social Distancing!” Use all of your tools to reach out. Text someone. Call! (yes, an ancient form of letting human voices send vibrations that our ears can connect with and calm our scared wounded souls) FaceTime, Skype. We need to SEE each other in order to share our surroundings, our favorite coffee cup, what we made for dinner, our dog or cat or favorite blanket in our laps! Life. Sweet life in the midst of the chaos.
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Please Stop what you are doing. Right now. And send a message to someone that needs to know that you are there for them. They need you. And in case you haven’t let yourself fully realize it, You need them.

P.S. I wrote this on my little chalkboard this morning to send to my friend. These are the grocery store flowers that I put in one of my favorite little pottery mugs made by a local artist that I am using as a vase. All of this is sitting on a wine barrel lid lazy susan that I bought years ago on a fun trip to the wine country in California. I’m telling you all of this because I want you to SEE me. Know a little bit about my life. It makes me feel good to share because I know a lot you love and care about me.

Let others SEE you, know you, love you today.

About Chalkboard Wisdom

A couple of years ago, I bought a little chalkboard. It’s 3 1/2 inches wide and 8 inches tall. I thought I was going to use it as a grocery list. But then I didn’t.

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The chalkboard sat on my kitchen counter. Waiting. Patient. Knowing her true purpose. She wanted to tell me Truths. She wanted me to see, read and learn about life through her simple messages. She wanted to help me discover how to be happy.

Often, not everyday but several days a week, she whispers something in my ear that I know I am to write on the chalkboard. And I do. Always. Without Fail. I trust her and obediently write her words down with the flaky chalk pencil and I usually add a tiny 5-petal flower. 🌸

The words are written for me but I also know that I am to share them. I believe it would be selfish of me to keep them all to myself.

My Chalkboard and I hope you find wisdom in our words that you my carry on your journey. ❤️

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