The Same But Different

A study in perfection

It’s been a while since I posted. But the morning here is sunny and crisp, just right for contemplating my garden.

As I pottered about, replanting flower pots and tending my blueberry and rose bushes, a butterfly hovered above my head. I stopped to marvel. It’s meandering flight from one point to the next seemed random. It chose some flowers over others. Changing it’s mind, backtracking then veering right or left, up and down, it had no apparent flight plan. Photographing it was a challenge.

I couldn’t help drawing comparisons with our progress in the struggle against this accursed plague. Albeit, our journey has been a little more feverish and urgent than the butterfly’s, but it’s been equally erratic. We are learning on the run.

I’m sure the randomness of the butterfly’s flight has purpose, that there is some design behind its unpredictable manner. I wonder if the same applies to the virus.

While I don’t in any way minimise the devastating effect the virus is having on many people: those who have lost loved ones, those whose livelihoods are in jeopardy, those who suffer without support, I keep coming back to the lessons I might learn.

I have discovered I enjoy sequestering. I like the time I have for reflection; the time that’s opened up for creative pursuits. At this stage, I’m still able to see nearby family in the flesh and have occasional contact with friends. Not being able to celebrate my daughter’s big decade birthday in another state was a bitter disappointment, but nothing that can’t be rescheduled for next year. God-willing, there will be light at the end of this long dark tunnel.

In the meantime, life goes on much the same for me, albeit with adjustments. The butterflies continue to visit my flowers. My garden continues to surprise and delight. There is hope in that. My heart goes out to all those not equally blessed.

Stay safe everyone.

No matter how long the storm lasts, the sun always shines behind the clouds.

Khalil Gibran
Storm over Currumbin

20 responses to “The Same But Different

  1. I really enjoy your observations of nature and the parallels with life. Things have certainly been on a random path over here! And I too have enjoyed the sequestering (though confess I had to look the word up!) but then I am a bit of a recluse anyway. Glad to hear you are keeping well.
    Jude xx

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    • Hey there Jude. Thanks for visiting. The funny thing is, despite lock down, I haven’t given my WordPress friends the time they deserve. And yet, I have time. Why is that I wonder? At times I feel quite off balance and out of my routine. I’m glad to hear someone else is becoming a recluse. Maybe we always have been and the current circumstances are crystallising that trait. Take care. xx

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  2. It’s interesting to see how we have all coped differently with this Robyn. Life isn’t so much different for me – I work at home but have lots of meetings by computer so I still see workmates a lot. It does shrink our world and I’m now beginning to think perhaps too much – I need to get out and about more now that I can.

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    • Andrea I think I know what you mean. There is something about physical presence that technology can’t replicate. On the other hand online meetings keep us safe and they are convenient. I’m trying to find the balance. Being an introvert, my balance is tipped more in favour of remote connection 😊 I hope you find what suits you best Andrea. One thing I know for certain is nothing exactly replicates being in nature – physically.

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  3. Lovely to see more of your thoughts, Robyn. Life hasn’t changed much at all for me, as I have a p/t job that I do online from home, and communicate in that mode with friends scattered around the world – and had done so before the virus came along. I still have that writer’s block happening, and a lot of my spare time is taken up with reading the pile of books I’ve been accumulating. Cheers!

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  4. Hello Kim! Lovely to hear from you. Sorry about the cursed writer’s block. I miss your perspectives. Good to hear you’re working and staying in touch though. Thanks for visiting.

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  5. Our part of the world has opened up but is currently threatened by groups of people who act as if the pandemic is behind them resulting in an uptick of new cases…nature is my only constant and just like you, I’m loving the retreat my home offers and wondering why I’m not visiting my WP friends more or writing…

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  6. Thank you for your reflections, Robyn, and a view of your tiny garden. I love the little courtyard just outside your sliding doors, almost like mine, except that beyond the hedge on the left sit my herb and rose garden. Early mornings in my prayer corner of the courtyard, the view restores my spirit until the heat drives me back inside to the airconditioned library — it’s mid-summer and triple digits here. I really don’t mind staying home at all (although I do miss meeting friends at Starbucks!). I have plenty of books to occupy my mind.

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