Apparently, “social distancing” and “self-quarantine” are the watch words for Spring Break 2020. I’m stressed with the news and cancellations and general end-of-the-world vibe I feel ripple through the fabric of the Universe when I step outside of my house, and this has me aiming to find a balance on which to level-out my anxiety.
It’s tough to stay optimistic when everything seems to be falling apart, but I’m trying. I’m making lists of things I want to do, crafting plans for how to celebrate the Spring Equinox on March 19, considering how best to prep when all I want to do is curl myself into a ball on my couch and sleep away the hours between now and when “social distancing” can end.
In short, “fake it ’til you make it” has become my personal mantra. I’m not saying I plan to pretend none of the things happening aren’t terrible, no not that. Instead, I’m choosing to find a silver lining. Because for me – for my mental health – that’s what I have to do. Slippery slopes and downward spirals are far too dangerous for me in times like these.
So. On with the lists. On with the plans for a Spring Equinox celebration (even if it’s just a meal between me, Mal, and our pets). On with silver linings. Because sometimes choosing to see a silver lining can be as simple as adding a little sparkle to that which is otherwise grey. (That’s almost too saccharine even for me, but even still…)
shelly. walston. writes. 