There are moments, that through their sheer force of impact, bring us together.
This is one of those moments.
It’s rare that we get the opportunity to see the world through each other’s eyes.
I have my life. You have yours. For most of the 7 billion strangers on this planet, I will never know you, unless we meet on Huddol.
In the last several months and weeks, things have changed – fast and furious.
The irony of that change is that distancing has never brought us closer together; we now know unanimously what it feels like to be human and vulnerable, scared and isolated.
Rich or poor, liberal or conservative, Trump lovers or Trump haters, people of all walks of life find themselves drifting along in the same Coronavirus cruise. The cosmos bringing together the huddled masses through our collective suffering.
What will we do with all of this common experience?
Will we take this opportunity to crawl through these 500 yards of shit and come out a little cleaner on the other side I wonder? I hope you’re wondering the same.
I hope that Covid-19 was the bell that awakens our collective humanity. The bell that startles us to the truth that despite the millions of ways we dress up our lives, we are very alike when we are dressed down and stripped back.
When this period has passed, you’re going to be tempted to spring back to what you knew before. Your 7 billion newly found allies becoming strangers again. That’s fine. There is no rolodex in the world big enough to hold that many people.
I hope that as we emerge from this pipe of poo, one of the stinkiest in modern history, that you’ll take a moment, raise your eyes to the world, and be thankful that you didn’t have to do this alone. Because despite what that little you is telling you about how alone and scared you’re supposed to feel in the world, for one brave moment, 7 billion people had your back, and that is something to be hopeful about.
Remember Red, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.-Andy Dufresne