Today we have reached a very sad COVID milestone…
...over 400,000 US deaths
& over 2 million deaths globally.
We have all suffered so greatly from this terrible pandemic.
We must remember all those we have lost and extend our hearts and compassion to all those who have lost their precious loved ones.
We must also remember those who have recovered from this ominous virus and the difficult path ahead for them, especially those who will go on to suffer from the ravages this virus leaves behind.
We manual therapists must step into the fray to offer our unique talents to help relieve their suffering.
Words cannot capture this terrible moment.
...but poems can sometimes come close.
In Blackwater Woods
Mary Oliver
"Look, the trees
are turning
their own bodies
into pillars
of light,
are giving off the rich
fragrance of cinnamon
and fulfillment,
the long tapers
of cattails
are bursting and floating away over
the blue shoulders
of the ponds,
and every pond,
no matter what its
name is, is
nameless now.
Every year
everything
I have ever learned
in my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other side
is salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go."
Separation
W.S. Merwin
"Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color."
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