Yesterday, I read my last blog post and decided to change the title from “Pandemic Diary: Working From Home” to “Covid-19: Working From Home”. This morning, still not happy with the title, I changed it to, “Working From Home”.
Why change the title twice? Because words are important, they matter. Words are powerful. I realized the post I’d hoped would be received as a grateful, hopeful, and helpful post about what we’re all dealing with, (a post I’d taken much time and sensitivity to write), led with a word that instills fear and anxiety in many folks today—the word, pandemic.
I do not wish to lead with fear. By that I mean, I never want my words to add in any way to the fear and anxiety many of us are currently experiencing with the uncertainty and spread of the Coronavirus. Most of us are worried about our children, adult children who no longer live with us, and our family members, especially our parents who might live alone, or in a nursing home facility, where we have no access at this time. It’s a frightening time to be sure and I’m not immune.
That said, it’s more important than ever to support and encourage each other during this difficult time. Call, text, and Facetime or Skype with family members and friends. On social media, share posts and news articles (checked for accuracy as best we can) with our friends and family members that we’ve found helpful or we think might be helpful to them, especially to parents with children at home. Lastly, as a general rule, everyone should keep on top of updated information and guidelines from the Center for Disease Control and the World Health Organization.
By no stretch of the imagination am I an expert on working from home and living alone; it’s been my experience since 2010. So, I will continue to share my experiences of working from home and maybe something I’ve learned will be helpful to one reader. That’s my wish.
What this time in history has nudged me (again) to bring to the forefront of my consciousness is that in addition to being an artist, a writer, a poet, a Mom, a sister, a daughter, an aunt, and a friend, I’ve practiced Reiki for twenty years. I trained in the UK, had a practice in Brussels, Belgium, and in 2008, completed the Reiki Master certification in Washington, DC.
Reiki is a modality I’ve shared with family and close friends, and then for some reason, in January 2020, for the first time, I added it to my Instagram profile. I’m not a Reiki expert, but I know my stuff, and I’m no airy-fairy practitioner, either. I’m a realist with a healthy dose of woo-woo. I sage myself and my home daily and I own a singing bowl, smile. But if I really think about it, my first historical novel is chock full of spirituality, rituals, ancestor worship, faith, traditions, and life in 1900 Puerto Rico. So, there you go. I guess I did put it out there.
Most important of all, please practice safe distancing and self-quarantine if you believe you’ve been in contact with someone who is infected. Stay home, stay home, stay home, if possible, and wash your hands like crazy.
Be safe and take excellent care of yourself and others. We will get through this. Let’s pray and/or send good energy, positive thoughts and words into the world, we need them.
Now, back to writing and learning to make the perfect omelet like Jacques Pepin.
Puerto Rican-born Eleanor Parker Sapia is the author of the multi-award-winning, debut novel, A DECENT WOMAN, set in 1900 Puerto Rico, published by Winter Goose Publishing. Eleanor currently lives in Berkeley County, West Virginia, where she is working on her second novel, THE LAMENTS, set in 1927 Puerto Rico. She is the mother of two amazing adult children, who are in the world doing wonderful things.