> From: Noelle <noelle> > Date: Fri, 27 Mar 2020 13:12:50 -0700 (PDT) > > there's a reference to Isaac Newton's quarantine Where? > > From: Michael Ellis<http://www.footlooseforays.com/~mjellis> > > Date: Fri, 27 Mar 2020 19:50:38 +0000 > > > > Hello everyone: > > > > The response to my email last week was overwhelmingly positive > > and thankful. I normally only do one or two of these > > newsletters per month but there's nothing > > “normal” about these times. If you recall > > Norman Cousins ( Anatomy of an Illness) discovered that indeed > > humor and laughter was, if not the best medicine, a darn good > > one. Beauty, movement, music, and nature are also most > > healing. So what I'd like to do is to share with you some > > links/images to lend insight, hope, perseverance, and beauty > > followed by some vetted information that is useful about coping > > with these trying times of ours. Much of what I share has been > > sent to me by others and while I might not acknowledge I thank > > you all for that. > > > > Also a reminder that if you'd like to have really good updates > > of the rapidly changing events in our world, please contact my > > friend Michael Alexander who is sending out daily Covid-19 > > information. His contact is http://www.mhalex.com/~michael. Alma Rae Ellis, > > like many youngsters, thank goodness, have not a clue what is > > going on. She simply knows that both her parents are now home > > and they have a new puppy which she doesn’t care much > > for yet. Let us work together to make her world a better one. > > > > Here is my latest article in Bay Nature Magazine ( > > https://baynature.org/article/how-do-birds-know-how-to-build-nests/) > > . I have been writing this ASK THE NATURALIST column since the > > magazine's inception in 2001. Please consider subscribing if you > > have not already. Not only are the articles fascinating and > > informative but you can discover wonderful areas in the SF Bay > > area to take delicious and soul nourishing hikes. Our parks will > > reopen. I really want this magazine to thrive, preservation of > > nature is now more important than ever. An African Paradise > > Flycatcher male on a nest woven with lichens and spider webs. > > > > There are many poets, artists and, yes, therapists helping us > > cope. Here is a recent letter sent out to the world by my > > friend, Francis Weller. He specializes (if that is the word) in > > grief, grieving and initiations. > > > > Dear friends, > > Warm spring greetings to you all. We are living in anxious > > times. Uncertainty has come into our homes and found its way > > into each of our lives. What was once stable and familiar, has > > been shaken and we have entered a steep descent into the > > unknown. Here, the invisible world asserts its power, reminding > > us of the folly of control. In these times, it may not be the > > gods and goddesses affecting our fates, but something equally > > mysterious: something unseen moving through the air, rattling > > our deep psychic ground, affecting everything. Fear and anxiety > > readily appear in times like these. Our work is to turn toward > > these jittery guests and make a place at the table to offer tea > > and soup, a warm place to rest. Grief may also come knocking as > > our plans and expectations of normalcy fade into shadows, and we > > are left with our faith in the world being shaken. This too is a > > loss worthy of our attention and kindness. Coronavirus reminds > > us of something inevitable but strangely denied: we are > > vulnerable, interdependent animals, clinging delicately to our > > little thread of life. The old Zen phrase, “Not > > knowing, is most intimate,” rings true. We > > don’t know what will happen today or tomorrow, and > > this brings us into the intimate truth of our own tender > > existence. In reality, we are tumbling through a rough > > initiation,* when radical alterations occur in our inner and > > outer landscapes. It is simultaneously deeply personal and > > wildly collective, binding us to one another. Everyone we meet > > in the grocery store, in line at the gas station, walking their > > dog, is tangled up in this liminal space betwixt and between the > > familiar world and the strange, emergent one. Hang on! Much is > > asked of us during threshold times like these. In my work with > > the Cancer Help Program, I often hear how lost someone feels > > once they receive the diagnosis, undergo treatment and become a > > part of the medical machinery that often consumes much of their > > daily routine. The frequent lament is, “ I > > don’t know who I am anymore.” This is the > > deep work of initiation. It is meant to dislodge our old > > identity, the sediment of self that we affix to our sense of who > > we are. We are meant to be radically changed by these > > encounters. We do not want to come out of these turbulent times > > the same as we went in. That is the invitation in this moment of > > history. Radical change. There are shifts happening along the > > fault lines of this evolving crisis. The insane pace of > > modernity is being brought to a screeching halt. The dominant > > ideology of power/privilege is cracking, coaxing a more > > compassionate and heartfelt response to our mutually entangled > > lives. Suddenly, productivity is not the primary value, but > > connection, affection, love, encouragement. In the pause of > > sheltering in place, we remember neighbors and kindness, > > mutuality and empathy. So now what? How do we navigate this > > tidal surge of uncertainty? Our first move could be to > > re-imagine social distancing as an experience of sanctuary and > > solitude, and not one of isolation. Social distance is a cold > > term, lacking any sense of the rich invitation that awaits us > > when we turn toward our internal worlds. Solitude is a state of > > hospitality, a welcoming of all that is in need of > > attention. Solitude offers a ground that is embracing and > > inclusive. Everything can be made welcome in the broad arms of > > solitude, even fear. For as long as humans have sought counsel > > with the sacred, much of it has happened in a space set apart > > from others. Here, in silence and a nourishing aloneness, we can > > become receptive to the influence of soul. As Rilke said, > > “I am too alone in the world, and not alone enough to > > make every minute holy.” As we shelter in place, may > > place become a shelter for each of us. What else? Can we coax a > > few words of praise from our lips? Maybe sing a song or two, > > like they are sharing across balconies in the streets of Italy. > > Perhaps recite a poem to the birds, plant seeds, call a friend, > > pray, read the great myths that tell us, again and again, how we > > might find our way through the impossible. This is a season of > > remembering the ancient rhythms of soul. It is a time to become > > immense. To become immense means to recall how embedded we are > > in an animate world--a world that dreams and enchants, a world > > that excites our imaginations and conjures our affections > > through its stunning beauty. Everything we need is here. We only > > need to remember the wider embrace of our belonging to woodlands > > and prairies, marshlands and neighborhoods, to the old stories > > and the tender gestures of a friend. Fear can rattle us and > > activate strategic patterns of survival. These patterns enabled > > us to endure, but they cannot help us across this tremulous > > threshold. For that, we need to amplify the potency of the > > adult. As is true of any genuine initiation, it requires a > > ripening of our being and stepping more fully into our robust > > identity rooted in soul. We become immense, not in some > > grandiose, “I’ve got this,” > > kind of way, but in a way where we become flexible like a > > willow, taking into our open arms and offering shelter to all > > that is frightened and vulnerable. So, my friends, we return to > > simple things: stillness, beauty, compassion, patience. This > > will not resolve quickly. The art of repetition has great value > > in shaky times. Beyond frequent hand washing and bowing to one > > another, we can come back to practices that enrich the field we > > inhabit. Rituals, prayer, meditation, dance, are all ways to > > foster an intimacy with the ground of soul and the soul of the > > world. Stay safe. Stay well. Mighty blessings, Francis Weller > > And here is why we need to isolate to “flatten the > > curve." ( > > https://news.artnet.com/art-world/artists-viral-match-video-coronavirus-1805979?utm_content=from_artnetnews&utm_source=Sailthru&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=US%209:30%20a.m.%20newsletter%20for%203/17/20&utm_term=New%20US%20Newsletter%20List) > > Leave it to the artists for the visuals. > > > > The Joy of Birds. ( > > https://www.audubon.org/joy-of-birds?ms=digital-eng-email-ea-x-engagement_20200320_eng-thankyou-liftnote-one-time_medium&utm_source=ea&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=engagement_20200320_eng-thankyou-liftnote-one-time&utm_content=medium&emci=2dd63f15-e76a-ea11-a94c-00155d03b5dd&emdi=236e1c5e-fb6a-ea11-a94c-00155d03b5dd&ceid=842493) > > > > Dance to this (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jn-K8nC0orc) > > . African beats!! YES! Here is a note I received from a friend > > I have never met except via this social web we weave, Judy Carol > > Bell from Maryville, Tennessee. > > > > Michael, > > I want to send a heart hug and kiss to you, to all the people on > > this newsletter, to your personal friends, relatives, and > > colleagues. Though I have never been able to travel with you in > > person, I have immensely enjoyed travelling with you through the > > pictures. What I have most enjoyed--aside from your > > extraordinary self--are the faces (and hearts) of the local > > persons you shared. I mean the guides out with the soulful > > animals and bush plants, those attempting to hoop with you, and > > so on. They put a human face on parts of the world I will never > > see in person. > > > > Do you remember the leopard that came to visit your parked > > convoy and took shelter under one of the vehicles? Sure you > > do. Was it you who climbed under another vehicle to use the > > camera at the same level to make a close up of its peaceful, > > almost wistful self? I saved those photos. I made a close-up of > > that resting leopard's face, its eyes. For a long time it has > > revolved on my desktop's screen saver, huge face. That cat and I > > see eye-to-eye every few days. When I see that cat's eyes, I see > > both the strangeness of our differences that will never be > > resolved, and I see the simplicity of the mammalian soul at > > rest, I see no difference. Just being at peace is just being at > > peace. Whatever the species. We are kin. We are kin to the > > animal that had a mutation of a corona virus that makes us > > sick. Perhaps that animal, that species was/is also sick. If > > there was an intervening species, it may be sick; and we are kin > > to it too. The question arises, is the corona virus our enemy? > > On one level, it certainly is. On another, it is just another > > life form doing its thing. Could we tame it? Could we whisper > > to it? I have not tried. Maybe I, we, could try Judy > > > > Wow! That brought tears, thank you, for that insight and > > heartfelt connection of all all all life….and here is > > that video ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zwvlyk6VWEY) of > > that leopard you so vividly recalled. > > The FARSIDE (https://www.thefarside.com/) is back as I mentioned > > in an earlier blog. > > > > A repeat for sure but love this mash up ( > > https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1F0lBnsnkE) > > > > One more to dance to > > (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6bihELWwT8g) ...FEEL THE > > LOVE… > > > > My friend Rick Bacigalupi created these nature videos ( > > https://www.natureontheair.com/?fbclid=IwAR0MPOOtAw28hg8uFu0iMG59op9Cey2O8qCfgTDvKJh5jtTHWBd7Zkyp8xg > > ) . I am in some of them. Perhaps good for those stay at home > > kids Another great poem by Lynn Unger..balm for our souls > > > > Boundaries > > > > The universe does not > > revolve around you. > > The stars and planets spinning > > through the ballroom of space > > dance with one another > > quite outside of your small life. > > You cannot hold gravity > > or seasons; even air and water > > inevitably evade your grasp. > > Why not, then, let go? > > > > You could move through time > > like a shark through water, > > neither restless or ceasing, > > absorbed in and absorbing > > the native element. > > Why pretend you can do otherwise? > > The world comes in at every pore, > > mixes in your blood before > > breath releases you into > > the world again. Did you think > > the fragile boundary of your skin > > could build a wall? > > > > Listen. Every molecule is humming > > its particular pitch. > > Of course you are a symphony. > > Whose tune do you think > > the planets are singing > > as they dance? > > > > ~ Lynn Ungar ~ > > Now some practical stuff > > > > These are good, a few are new-agey but won’t hurt. ( > > https://medium.com/@radiorupa/list-of-personal-things-you-can-do-to-stay-well-in-a-time-of-covid19-cd10ff0df106) > > > > Viruses fall on us everyday ( > > https://www.nytimes.com/2018/04/13/science/virosphere-evolution.html) > > (You might have to subscribe to the NYT to get this one) > > > > Let us not blame the bats. ( > > https://www.discovermagazine.com/planet-earth/its-wrong-to-blame-bats-for-the-coronavirus-epidemic) > > > > A cold? The flu? or Covid-19? ( > > https://www.nfid.org/infectious-diseases/frequently-asked-questions-about-novel-coronavirus-2019-ncov/) > > > > How long can the virus last on different surfaces? ( > > https://www.kktv.com/content/news/New-study-suggests-how-long-COVID-19-can-stay-on-surfaces-569036171.html) > > > > That is it…be careful, be separate, be here now. At > > this time how are you doing? Most of us are OK at this moment > > and that is all we have. Me and Anubis hunkering down in Santa > > Rosa...