Look to nature for hope

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Though dead, the marigolds, holy basil, and dill were rich with flowers gone to seed. I spent a good hour standing in the sun and harvesting them, which to me felt like the best way to spend a day that seemed to lack in hope. For there is nothing quite so hopeful as saving seeds for the next year. The action itself is one of hope–it implies that there will be a new year, that there will be new flowers and new seeds, and that this cycle will go on.

https://juliasforza.com/2020/11/05/saving-seeds

Losing connection is too easy nowadays when almost every avenue for in person interaction is closed off

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It’s not as easy to just grab a bite to eat with someone when every outside interaction comes with the specter of covid infection. This also closes off a lot of ways to create new friends. I recently have gotten back into a card game that could offer me new avenues of creating friendships, but the venues for meeting to play are dens of covid disregard. Social media is a tentative way to connect but it rarely offers the kind of comfort that seeing people in person creates. I have never been the type of person to create online friendships with strangers from across the globe. My parents were all too effective at instilling “stranger danger” type fear over chatrooms into me as a child. I am also a person who is just afraid of posting anything too personal online. That is part of the therapeutic (hopefully) quality of this blog, to offer a more honest (although technically anonymous) space for myself. I hope also that talking through these things, if you know me or not, will be in some way relatable to you, reader. We live in lonely times, and it’s easy to feel disconnected but we all have a lot more in common than we usually think.

https://thestruggler625964548.wordpress.com/2020/11/02/disconnection

I always hope to chat and display my openness to them and a strong desire to connect

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They may poke around any bit of me, ask any question of me, observe, and decide what they think. I’ll have no control over them, but only let them in and, if they come, gratefully respond according to each. If ever they will tell me something they want of me I will feel a particular desire to accommodate them.

https://aspidistras.wordpress.com/2020/10/29/where-the-fuck-is-this-leading