Lockdown

Carolina Wren Singing

Photo by Ryk Naves on Unsplash

Yes there is fear.

Yes there is isolation.

Yes there is panic buying.

Yes there is sickness.

Yes there is even death.

But,

They say that in Wuhan after so many years of noise

You can hear the birds again.

They say that after just a few weeks of quiet

The sky is no longer thick with fumes

But blue and grey and clear.

They say that in the streets of Assisi

People are singing to each other

across the empty squares,

keeping their windows open

so that those who are alone

may hear the sounds of family around them.

They say that a hotel in the West of Ireland

Is offering free meals and delivery to the housebound.

Today a young woman I know

is busy spreading fliers with her number

through the neighbourhood

So that the elders may have someone to call on.

Today Churches, Synagogues, Mosques and Temples

are preparing to welcome

and shelter the homeless, the sick, the weary

All over the world people are slowing down and reflecting

All over the world people are looking at their neighbours in a new way

All over the world people are waking up to a new reality

To how big we really are.

To how little control we really have.

To what really matters.

To Love.

So we pray and we remember that

Yes there is fear.

But there does not have to be hate.

Yes there is isolation.

But there does not have to be loneliness.

Yes there is panic buying.

But there does not have to be meanness.

Yes there is sickness.

But there does not have to be disease of the soul

Yes there is even death.

But there can always be a rebirth of love.

Wake to the choices you make as to how to live now.

Today, breathe.

Listen, behind the factory noises of your panic

The birds are singing again

The sky is clearing,

Spring is coming,

And we are always encompassed by Love.

Open the windows of your soul

And though you may not be able

to touch across the empty square,

Sing.

 

Fr. Richard Hendrick, OFM

March 13th 2020

16 thoughts on “Lockdown

  1. Uma Krishnaswami

    I hope when this is all over humans will think about our footprint on this planet and what we can do to keep hearing the birds, both in tree and sky and metaphorically, in our hearts.

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    1. Marion Dane Bauer Post author

      That is my hope, too, Uma. Certainly we will come out of this changed. It’s up to us to see that the change is a good one for ourselves and for the world around us.

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  2. nancy bo flood

    Thank you, Marion, this morning I heard the red-winged blackbirds trilling to each other. A flicker brought his mate with him for the first time to dine on suet from a feeder in the oak tree. Downey woodpeckers with their little red caps wait their turn at the “big birds’ feeder.” A little flash of gold flies by – a hungry finch. And the world feels full of hope.

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  3. sarahsbookreflections

    Nice, thanks for sharing, Marion. One can always find some kind of joy even in times of fear and sadness. We live in a community where a number of people have their boats moored behind their houses. They have taken to sitting on their docks in the evening and toasting their neighbors. Stay safe.

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  4. Mary Wagley Copp

    Marion, What a beautiful way to start the day. Grounding in what we are all offered right now….
    Thank you for sharing.

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  5. Mary Casanova

    Thank you, Marion, for sharing these eloquent and uplifting words. The earth is benefiting from our quiet season. May we become wiser through these times. Hugs to you!

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