Over the past two weeks, I awaken each morning and have about 3 seconds of “ahhhhh”, and then I remember that we are in the midst of a very scary global pandemic—and my “ahhhhh” turns to “uggggh”. I immediately reach for my phone to look at the numbers in my area. Then I look at charts and updated graphs. I think about how ‘flattening the curve’ sounds like a principle from a Yoga for Scoliosis class. I try to not feel despair for all the people out there who don’t have the same privileges as me; for the huge numbers of people who are ill and struggling for breath; for the impending disaster heading for third-world ghettos where physical distancing is impossible; for the people on the front lines in the hospitals who are putting their lives at risk, etc, etc. I try to not cry.
I wonder what to do. Is there a way I can help?
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