Sunday Best – April 26, 2020

It’s a curious thing, to be surrounded by people but still separated. Even for a devoted introvert like me, there is a desire to communicate, to greet neighbors and acknowledge strangers as we move through our days. It’s easy to prioritize connections with family and colleagues and dear friends, but there’s no person from 24B on my morning conference call. There’s no barista on zoom.

Perhaps this is what I was missing when I cut out a giant heart to put in my apartment window. It was also a little experiment, since I live in a big building and was wondering if I would be able to see the heart from the street. Turns out, yes! You can see it from the street.

Even better, over the following week a wonderful thing happened. A whole bunch of neighbors from the apartment building across the street put hearts in their windows too. One even put, “hello!” in big block cut-outs. Now every time I look out the window, I see a flurry of neighborly greetings.

It occurs to me that these neighbors might think I am five years old.

But so what? Aren’t  we all really five years old, just trying to figure things out? I am thinking that life might be easier if I were more patient with my own inner kid. Sometimes, we all just need a snack, or a nap, or a hug. Sometimes, we need to jump or sing or dance, or to make a giant paper heart.

Dear ones, let’s look for ways to care for the five year olds among us – no matter their actual age.


P.S. some of you have asked for reading recommendations during this unusual and difficult time… you can find all of our prior book lists here, and a collected – though incomplete – library here.

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