Day: March 12, 2020

So, I came through last night, although it took some time to fall asleep. Today, I have played with a seven-year-old, tomorrow another turn with an almost four-year-old awaits.

Now, it´s Thursday evening. I´m considering the blog post for tomorrow. This time it almost feels like writing an online diary. I write what I feel.

And today I feel a bit overwhelmed. Many new regulations to get to know. And all along, the news running on and on. I have them in the background every once in a while.

Surreal also to watch other people, the Danish people go hoarding. It is so shameful to be a Dane tonight. We are supposed to help each other and especially the old and the weak.

But here at my place, there is peace and calm. We take all this day by day, hour by hour. Mentally, I´m a bit tired tonight, and it is okay to both feel like this and write about it.

We are about to change our laws, our society, and the way in which we behave.

It is a new reality. It is really happening right here, right now.

I have waited the whole day. But now I feel that my decision about not writing on my novel a whole day was the right one.

The words are flowing so much easier tonight. I listen to instrumental music with an occasional choir.

I need to watch the news at nine p.m. Then I will write for about an hour and go happy to sleep.

Writing helps me come through this . And my family, friends for life and almost a clan of special, good people few feet away and some at a impossible distance at the moment.

As so many others try now.

My bipolar mood is in the fast lane, but I got my medicine in time without hoarding. And I´m positive, yet attentive to what happens around me.

I´m okay. If I don´t feel like it from time to time, take it easy, I´m okay, I tell my self.

The world is spinning fast enough without this. My only solution is to remain calm and listen to what the authorities say. To help whenever possible.

My diversion is to be creative and do something I love and can do here at home.

So, tonight that is a sigh of relief to prepare to write on a project like a novel.

It is day one in a new perspective. We made it through the day without trouble. Thank you, dear Universe, for making this day possible.

And thank you to the many people working hard to keep the rest of us going.

Tonight, our country changed. Already, people are buying like crazy, although we are told to be patient and take our precautions, but also to act responsibly.

I think a lot tonight. My father is 82 years old. But we are all at risk here.

It is the first time in my lifetime that we see so drastic measures in our country. It is fair to say that our Prime Minister and our authorities are doing their best to make this tolerable.

We need as citizens to listen and to act with responsibility and care for others than ourselves. In the small town I live in, there has already been the first post about voluntary help to people in quarantine.

Tonight, I´m sending loving energy and positive karma to all special people wherever you are right now. That includes you, dear readers and followers.

Please take good care of yourself, this is changing times for real.

In order to keep my thoughts in check, I have decided to write my way through it this night. Tomorrow, I will play with the kids next door for the schools are being shut down now. And I will make something beautiful and creative. With as many different colors and materials as possible.

I need to think of something other than Corona-virus.

We have a basic plan her when things go crazy. It is to make the best of every option available to get through this. And we will get through this. Somehow. Some day.

Right now, the most important thing is to remain calm and get used to a life in slow motion. The next is to stay updated on the news. And then check that we have what we need.

Our big country-wide shopping companies has ensured that there is enough food if we don´t hoard.

It´s alright to feel a bit overwhelmed. It´s okay to put words on the anxiety. And it´s fair to ask the world to quiet and to ask people that we help each other and learn to keep doing it.

This will cost in many more ways than money.

Thank you, dear Universe, for the much I already have. Forgive me for eventual grammar errors. Tonight, I just need to rant and to feel and come to terms with this.

This is not good, not good at all.

I´m in strict control of my anxiety tonight. I use all my strategies and yet I also want to curl up like the three philosophical cats and my sweet, little, wise dog.

But I keep on writing. It´s going to help me through this strange night. An ordinary Wednesday evening in March 2020.

Tomorrow, I´m going to print my first six pages of my novel. The pages are headed for the wait pile. In a week from now, I will know the exact direction. I have chosen one way now, and I´m going to stick with it.

Every time I read the words aloud, I can hear if it doesn´t sound right. And these six pages keep coming back to me.

To go on from there is a more demanding task than I could ever have imagined. But I can´t help but love the art of writing more for each day behind the keyboard.

It also helps to write here. I have a lit candle for healing right beside me.

In the background, there is news on the TV. Every once in a while I look up and take another deep breath.

I am staying right here, right now.

My bipolar is switching to the faster rhythm. Maybe it is a good time to be able to recharge often. It will be necessary later on.

But for now, there´s nothing more to do than to get a good night´s sleep.

So, dear world, take it easy and calm down.