Goodness! Stops and starts seem to be the natural order of this blog. Or perhaps, there is something about the summer months that encourages me to write more. Regardless, it’s a strange time to be writing in, much less living in. How do you begin to wrap your head around it all at the moment?
In New Zealand, we are in Stage 4 Lockdown, in an attempt to flatten the curve of the rate of infection and prevent our hospitals and country from being overwhelmed. Basically this means we are in self isolation with our families or flats – our bubbles – unless we are an essential service worker. As a school teacher and a dance teacher, I am not. We are however continuing to teach online, which has been an adjustment. In lockdown we are only able to leave the house for a local walk for exercise – maintaining physical distancing of 2m with anyone outside our bubble – or to go to the supermarket or pick up medicine. As I have asthma, S. has been taking one for the team and doing the shopping for us, and aside from a walk every few days, we have just been our own little bubble.
I am more grateful than ever for our big backyard, especially as the last few days have been glorious. That said, there is definitely an Autumnal chill in the air. I love this time of year so much, and I am a little bit sad about not being able to get out and see the Autumn colours (we’re very evergreen around our house/neighbourhood) or to go apple picking like we usually do, but of course it’s only a small thing in the scale of things. I am so immensely grateful to be living in New Zealand and to have a government acting so proactively and responsibly to prevent the awful situations that have happened overseas. Still, it’s all just a bit surreal.
I am trying to keep busy and creative as that makes this time feel a little bit more precious and a little less stressful. As per usual, I have about a million little projects on the go, though I must say I’m finding it hard some days to find the mental clarity to finish them. It’s funny how things weigh on your mind even when you are not actively thinking about them. To be honest, I am not really sure why, I am even writing this. Only that maybe I want to document it. Maybe I will want to look back in years to come on this day and this time. I hope that it can be a catalyst or positive change in our world, that when all of this is over, we will be more reflective about what we don’t need, what we can do with out, and more appreciative of the lives we live. But right at the moment, it’s hard to focus on much more than day to day and even hour to hour.
Much love to you all. Stay strong. Be kind.