“Thy will be done, my Lord. Because you know the weakness in the heart of your children, and you assign each of them only the burden they can bear. May you understand my love–because it is the only thing I have that is really mine, the only thing that I will be able to take with me into the next life. Please allow it to be courageous and pure; please make it capable of surviving the snares of the world.” ― Paulo Coelho, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept
I was (as usual) awake very early. I'm not complaining though: I like this time of day for its solitude and peace. (Right now I'm sat in our kitchen with a cup of coffee, music playing and the dog nestled at my feet — he's tired.)
I've scanned the news, read a few bits and here and there and don't feel especially positive about the worldwide spread of coronavirus not least because (in the UK at least) I don't think we're taking it as seriously as merits something that has no known cure and is mercilessly killing people. I'm no expert and don't want to start finger-wagging, but wherever possible we should limit the spread of the disease whether that's at work or across the places people still frequent. If we have to lock everywhere down, then so be it.
As well as the human side, there are the deep marks that the virus is causing across industry — jobs will be and are at risk. I'm thinking about the travel industry and the events sector as well as tourism, which plays such a big part of the local economy.( Collapse )