Joseph Campbell once said, “We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us.”
I’m used to feeling like I’m in control of my life. I’ve always been that way. I’m an 8 on the Enneagram, after all! I know what’s best for my life, and I plan it that way.
The little itty-bitty all-powerful coronavirus has changed all that.
Ed and I aren’t going on the cruise we had planned in a few weeks. Our grandsons aren’t flying in from Oregon to see us for five days. We’re not flying to New York to see “To Kill a Mockingbird” next month…
It’s all a great reminder that I was never in control in the first place.
So, I breathe. I practice my tai chi. And I double down on loving my man.
It’s what I can still do.
As Marlena doubles down on loving her man I’m the beneficiary. I feel sadness for the confusion and suffering in the world and joy in this moment for the privilege of hunkered down in Tucson with Marlena.