Coronavirus stories are welcome here.
- Especially your teaching tales of growing.
- Clever ways you are coping.
- Perhaps even ways that Energy Spirituality is helping you. One sequestered day at a time.
May those of us in this informal, smart, caring community support one another. And feel connected to friends.
Your Coronavirus Stories Can Be Very Human
While here working in my pink office, I began inwardly shaping this post. Of course, I asked myself, what kind of story do I have to tell?
In this situation of unprecedented novelty and personal growth potential… Naturally, I find stories every day. As you may know, I collect stories.
However, I want to keep this post-and-comments sequence mostly about YOU. Because I may be an expert at Energy Spirituality. However, each of you is the world’s expert about you. And you know that Energy Spirituality aims to help you live better humanly.
You know. Energy Spirituality aims to help people like you with emotional growth and spiritual awakening. Using skills that work now, in the Age of Awakening.
At this blog, we have a range of articles. Everything from:
- Celebrity readings, with details not just about auras or chakras but about chakra databanks.
- To help with fine-tuning how to live in reality, rather than your head.
- Or trying to live in your Third Eye Chakra.
- All the way over to human-type Lessons from My Garden.
So there I was, in co-creating writer mode, when in walked my story for today.
Inspiring Coronavirus Stories Don’t Have to Be Pretty, Right?
This blog isn’t about “stay positive at all times,” is it!
So let me tell you today’s story about the dead skunk. Consider that you’ve had fair warning.
Yesterday I went outside to do my morning routine. (Readers of “The New Strong,” think 1 and 1/2 Minute Energy Shield.) And I saw something on the lawn, off to one side. Maybe it looked black and furry. However, I wasn’t in the mood to investigate. So I went back inside.
Fast-Forward to this Morning. And the Prospect of Enchanting Coronavirus Stories. (Yep, We’re Still in Backstory)
Early in my day, I went into the kitchen. (Home of coffee! Just not on an empty stomach.)
Feeling so glad to be alive and healthy. As usual, brimming with joyful anticipation of helping people with Energy Spirituality.
When I looked out the window. Basically, 1/3 of the wall space in that kitchen is window glass. And there I beheld something quite unexpected… An answer to the classic riddle:
What’s black and white and red all over?
The answer was: An extremely dead skunk. Only not curled up and tidy like what I saw yesterday. More like opened up with lots of red showing, as if it had been partly eaten. In case you’re wondering, a person in Age of Awakening Enlightenment… Is fully capable of feeling really, truly, extremely revolted.
Luckily I Got to Tell My Neighbor Gladys
Since after a bit, I went out to do my morning routine. And I happened to spot Gladys, who was going out to her car.
Immediately I ran over. (Naturally, keeping six feet of social distance.) I told her about the skunk. And how it had traveled overnight. From the front of the house. Past the fence to the back yard. And now with gore showing.
“How could that have happened?”
Thank God for my down-to-earth neighbor Gladys! She reminded me that we have plenty of wildlife in this suburb. Including some large- economy-sized turkey vultures. Of course, one could fly off with that “prize” and take it to a nice, private backyard.
Hey, that made sense. Even to this native New Yorker.
Gladys definitely comforted me. Also, our conversation meant a lot to me because our neighborly friendship has progressed slowly. Very slowly, during the past 10 years. I’m always happy to take another step closer. And I believe that happened today. Never before did had Gladys seen me looking scared like this. Usually she’s seen me looking happy. Not on purpose. Simply because I tend to be happy as a default.
Maybe the fear on my face made me seem more approachable.
Anyway, Now, The Heart of the Story
There I was, contemplating what could be a human-type story to share with you Blog-Buddies. What I could I write in this post?
When my husband MITCH came upstairs to my office and told me some happy news: Since he wrapped up the stinking mess of the very-dead skunk. Stuck it in the garbage can. And firmly put down the lid.
Little things can mean such a lot! Especially since I may not be capable of easily doing that kind of cleanup.
Once I managed to dispose of the carcass of a dead bird. During and after, my screaming was epic. Because I may be a fancy founder of Energy Spirituality. Yet I’m still a girly-girl.
Thank goodness for my husband, who isn’t. MITCH wasn’t just going to leave that rotten carcass in our backyard. (Until it was all eaten up. Which would have been my solution.)
Everyday Heroism. Everyday Friendship
These are what I celebrate in my little Coronavirus story of husbandly heroism. Plus, taking a step closer to friendship with Gladys.
You see, Blog-Buddies, personal growth doesn’t depend upon how many people we hug in one day. Or how jovial the crowd is at a favorite restaurant.
God dwells within our hearts. Through little human relationships, and learning, and kindness… that Divine presence can wake us up spiritually.
And if there’s one thing overall that I’ve been learning so far about the Coronavirus? Simply this. Going through human challenges, humanly, is a most wonderful way to keeping growing.
Since we happen to live at Earth School, that personal growth is ever fresh, always freeing.
Tag, You’re It. (At a Good Social Distance, Naturally.)
Who’s got a story to share, a story of inspiration? COMMENT away.
Together, Blog-Buddies, we’ll be reading, sharing.