In these pandemic times, my thoughts, prayers, and heart are with all who are sick, in fear, confused — here and around the world.
In Italy, a well-respected physician, the head of a medical association, has succumbed. Overwhelmed doctors triage patients in hospitals as in wartime, prioritizing treatment to those who have the best chance of survival. The country’s mortality rate from the virus increased in 24 hours by at least 31% to 827; its population of 60 million in lockdown.
The CDC’s Anthony Fauci reports that the COVID-19 death rate is ten times that of the flu. Scary, dystopian times, indeed. Some people are sick of hearing about it, but turning away or panicking won’t solve it. Facing it and heeding the warnings will. The gravity of it, after all, is nothing to sneeze at.
Of course, I’m washing my hands, socially distancing, staying at home, writing, hanging out on social media in communication with you all, and pleased that I can offer headache and somatic coaching sessions by video cam. Yesterday, I delighted in ye olde joy of my youth: talking on the telephone. Someone I knew only online called me, in an “accidental” butt dial, and we spent a couple of hours deep in discussion. It was great!
In closing: Be well. Stay centered. Breathe.
With blessings, peace, and love to you,
March 12, 2020