Mary Beth Writes

We once owned a children’s book of cutely ironic poems.  Can’t find the book this morning, but I can describe the exact poem I am remembering. There is a funny little dog in an askew uniform standing in the middle of a dusty road. He looks wrinkled and unhappy. 

Tied to him is a very big, bag-of-bones horse.

The poem reads:

 “I was standing in the road as quiet as can be,

when a great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me.”

 This is how I feel. We didn’t do anything wrong. We were just living our lives, and suddenly there is this Looming Giant Coronavirus tied to us and there is nothing we can do but wait - hoping it doesn’t get bit by a fly and take off galloping down the road with us flopping and flailing in its wake.

As some of social media is reminding us, this is how great swaths of humanity are living their lives. Waiting at the dangerous border for their 20 minutes in US immigration court. Fleeing the only place they have ever lived to try to get to a refugee camp where no one wants them. Waiting for the doctor to call with test results. Waiting out the mysterious illness in a lethargic child. Sitting on a metal stool bolted to the floor in a crowded jail because you can’t afford the bail it will cost to get you out on this charge for a crime you did or didn’t commit … while reading about social distancing.

Take away all the other luxuries, dear God, but don’t mess with our beloved belief that we have our lives under control and nothing too bad is going to happen.

Just saying it again in case you aren’t paying attention. THIS WEEK is a crucial week. THIS is the week a lot of people who didn’t think they had Covid are going to start having it.  Guesses/estimates are that there are 10,000 infected people in many/most of our states. We don’t see these individuals yet because they are still harboring and sharing it. They/you may have it now. They/you might not get the sickness very hard; but those carrying the virus can infect others for 6 days before sickness appears. They/you may be passing it to your get-together pals, the other people at the bar or restaurant, to relatives, to the cashier at the grocery store.

Do your best to Quarantine yourself for a week until you know whether you have it or not.

If this sounds alarmist, it is.

We don’t know enough about the horse tied to us. 

Did you read the response letters to yesterday’s diary? People are sharing good info. 

Went for a walk yesterday. Earlier this week I purchased a $3 binoculars app for my phone. I used it yesterday to take some photos of birds which is why there is such a terrible, fuzzy, out of focus photo at the beginning of today’s writing. 

Quarantine as a good time for new goals?  I like crows. Maybe I’ll get better at Corvid pix in the next few weeks?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Preaching, Cheating, Thanking & Eating

I am preaching this coming Sunday at my church. I think if you check our website Sunday morning (11/29) between 9:20 and 9:30 - the URL for the service will be there. The November theme for UU’s  is Healing, so that’s what I am preaching about. https://www.uniteduuc.org/

The Gales of November

Today is November 10th which is the 45th anniversary of the sinking of the Edmund Fitzgerald. (Listen to the song here!) 

11/6/2020 Wow! It's happening!

I wrote this yesterday: “I’m all over the place. How about you?”

Today I’m: “I think I lost weight last night and it was some of the heaviness of persistent stress.”

It’s happening, Friends. Yes, we all know nothing will be sensationally simple going forward. Right now, the Senate is where it was pre-election. (Though hold on, Stacey Abram’s Amazing Georgia is having TWO senate races in January.)

Several things NOT about the election 11/3/2020

(Unripe tomatillos are beautiful.)

Today I am sharing some thoughts not about the election.

I plan to have very strong feelings once the winner of the presidential election, plus the many down-ballot contests, are known. If there is craziness and violence and civil uproar, I will care right away.

But right now, while we don’t know, I don’t want breathless reporting on how dry the paint is.

We've got a few more hours. 

Remembering Stuff

“I’m getting so old. I just can’t remember anything anymore.”

Okay, I understand and accept that forgetfulness is weird and awkward. We talk to someone about this movie and that house repair and that small restaurant from which we ordered amazing food a few weeks ago and it feels as if we are talking with 95% of the words we used to know. What was that guy’s name? Where did I read that really powerful thing about political strategy now?

Ayad Akhtar's "Homeland Elegies" & Do We Understand Colonialism?

I heard part of an NPR / Fresh Air interview with writer Ayad Akhtar so I borrowed the book from the library and read it.

In the 1960’s his parents earned medical degrees in Pakistan and then emigrated to the US where Ayad was born and has lived all his life. (His parents are now deceased.) His dad was a highly respected cardiologist. In the 1990’s, when Donald Trump was having heart issues, Dr. Akhtar was flown to NYC to examine Trump.

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