We've been in communication, as her county and mine have tightened down on shelter in place orders. We've decided to go ahead with today's appointment. We will sit six feet apart. I'm sure she'll wipe down any surface that I touch once I leave.
Occasionally, I stop to think about how life has changed. I have to remind myself that I'm still in this certificate program in spiritual direction. I have the next book to read and report on. I need to write an e-mail to my small group.
And I need to continue with spiritual direction as long as I can. Even when we can't meet in person, we can still do spiritual direction by phone or video session.
Every so often, I think back to how excited I was when I got the official acceptance into this program. I think about that time, a time that now seems like our last days of innocence, back in January when we met for our on-ground intensive. Part of me wants to wail about all that we've lost. Will our onground intensive for June be canceled? Will life be back to normal by then? Will we ever be back to normal?
No, we won't be back to the pre-pandemic normal. I have no doubt about that. We might like the new normal better. Perhaps we will all care for each other in deeper ways. Or maybe we will be more fearful, sanitizing every surface and staying 6 feet apart.
When this pandemic is over, perhaps we will see an increased desire for spiritual direction. Wouldn't it be a lovely surprise if I'm actually trained and ready for a career field that's opening up? That will be a first for me. I'm often training for career fields just as they enter the final death throes (of course, we only know that in retrospect).
Whatever the case, the program feeds me in other ways. So let me eat some breakfast and get ready for my meeting.