Sculpture Eye of the Storm shown here was created by Rusty Wolfe and is located at The Stephenson National Bank & Trust, Marinette |
The
Eye of the Storm is where you and I, with 7 billion
other people, find ourselves in this earth-shaking and challenging hurricane.
It is a storm that pits healthy lives against livelihoods. A catastrophic
whirlwind that has us huddled in two camps.
In
camp one, we find those of us that have time to disinfect our homes
daily. Our brass doorknobs now silver from the rubbing. We’re
tasked with in-home childcare and have a growing appreciation for teachers.
We’re striving to prove that working from home is not an oxymoron. We are
sheltered, idle, and worried in anticipation of what comes next.
In
the other camp, we find ourselves feeling emotional and exhausted from being
deemed “Essential.” We don’t have time to bake bread. Our only choice is to
keep trudging. Ever mindful that our duty poses an essential risk to
ourselves and the lives of our families.
If
this storm’s eye was the size of a football field, we are on the 50-yard
line. We’re at the halfway point. Now is the time to decide what to do.
What are our options?
· We could close our eyes and
see what happens. But chance can be a cruel mistress. Just ask the captain of
the Edmund Fitzgerald.
· Or we can seize this rare opportunity.
History proves that when we have the odds stacked against us, people pull
together. Faced with a challenge, we will find the courage, the
resources, creativity, and the put-a-man-on-the-moon innovation
necessary for a breakthrough.
We have this precious moment to
assess our choices. With the gift of bright blue clarity, we can choose to
focus on what is valuable to others and priceless to us. Now that I have
to slow down, I’m weighing how to create a more manageable life vs. going back into
the rat race.
We can Lighten our load for
the journey. Does it still make sense to have all three kids enrolled in
different age groups of extra circular activities between hockey, soccer,
baseball, swimming, volleyball, and jujitsu?
Choose what matters
most. I now realize what I was missing without regular household meals
around the table. We can tune our compass to travel a better path.
What are your possibilities
for creating something better?
Let’s act to meet the rest of
this storm with the courage that comes with faith and hope.
Mark the sign of these times, by listening
to our local artist Rusty Wolfe’s Song,
Shelter for
Vaccine, on Facebook @MyMarinetteMenominee
or hear it on local radio WHYB
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