#105.20 - Sunday #22: Lock down Week 4

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Clamdigger Painting by Edward Hopper | Hopper art, Edward hopper
Clamdigger by Edward Hopper

We have only been in lockdown for three weeks. That's all. This is the start of Week 4.I'd say we'll be back in school in two weeks time. Everyone who would have died would have died and everyone would have realised this is madness and they are introducing contact tracing so people that can move around again. I am going to ENJOY the next two weeks. Every moment I spend in here will be pure pleasure.

I am now going to start cleaning one room in the house everyday. I have actually run out of things to watch on Netflix. That is only good, of course.

I have also stopped making plans because I now know what I am doing.

I am cleaning the back of the oil tank today. That is my big cleaning task.

Life is beautiful.

Tomorrow I paint a bird. I think I'm doing to try a cute bird in Anthony's book.

This week I get all the online presence for Elements sorted. This will probably be done by Wednesday. By the end of the week the work around the divorce will be done. And then it will back into teaching again. So I need to sort teaching.

In between all of that, my writing and my running and my piano playing and gardening. And cooking and cleaning and organising bits of the house.

I have not slept so well in ages. I mean deep wonderful sleep. I associate it with Singapore that kind of sleep. So many things I have learned along the way - one of them being to sit with pain and sorrow. And to be more confident of my own connection to spirituality. That no longer is an issue which I work with as such - this lockdown has really connected me to it. It has verified so much of what I have thought. I am also going to start working towards legislation to create sustainable communities. It is our only shot. To make being here cool. To revolutionise the landscape with beauty.

I have also tried to learn patience and be kind. So much learning, literally. And finally, to feel free inside. To feel alive, forever. That is our task. I understand this completely now. There is no need to go anywhere to do everything. To do the most important thing.

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