A little uncertainty and finding calm in the present moment by the sea.
There seems to be hope in England that we are nearly over the pandemic now and that life is getting back to some form of normal. For reasons beyond me, our government has planned a "Freedom Day" when we can lift all restrictions and enjoy life again on the 19th July. Even when I first heard of this notion I was rather confused and just a little concerned. Maybe I look at things from a more global perspective and am aware of how the pandemic is sadly far from over in many parts of the world. But seemingly here in England, the end is in sight. Or is it? Don't get me wrong, I would love to start hugging friends and be heading off to a yoga retreat if things were settling down here. I am fed up with thinking about case numbers, testing and new variants. Yet when I see crowds gathered at sporting events and busy pubs, my stomach lurches. I have this familiar tension that starts to build as case numbers rise. Doesn't anyone else seem to be concerned that we had ove