Solstice/Pandemic Post December 2021 from Diane.
Dear Family and Friends:
This has been yet another year of ‘ups and downs’, throwing many of us sideways. It has been challenging in many ways. Two of my friends had COVID. Thankfully, they survived. Both are seniors and both are still working full time.
Many of the organizations to which I and Peter belong are near to ‘floundering’. Many of them are led by seniors like us who are not able to carry on the duties that they used to do; moreover, we do not have some of the technical skills which are required to host and conduct digital meetings which require several screen changes and other tasks.
I like digital meetings as well as meetings ‘in person’. I save gas. I do not have to ‘dress up’, organize all the things I need to take and wear, vis-a vis masks, scarves, water bottle, cough drops, handbag and more… Several of my friends can no longer put up with digital meetings. Unless the host knows what they are doing, meetings can become filled with frustration, and objectives will not be met. I do not enjoy digital live concerts because the sound -especially keyboard instrument performances, sound ‘off’ to me, particularly if they are recorded in church halls. The reverberation time is too much. Many of these concerts are recorded in halls with 2.4 sabines and more. The two women’s salon music clubs to which I belong have our performers recording in our own homes, organized and controlled by another member who adjusts and moderates the sound. These ‘technically savvy women’ know what they are doing, so the sound is very good. The women in both music clubs are younger than the rest of us by at least ten years! Age is not just a number!
A few of you have asked me why I write these posts (Solstice and Pandemic posts). A few of you have commented that they are too long. Well, here are the reasons:
I write them because: re: pandemic posts-this traumatic event is the first of its kind in almost a century, the severity of the disease is horrible, the condition of our civilization has been in peril for a number of years due to our approach to Nature and our selfishness, millions more people in our world who are homeless, even more who are on the edge of poverty, many more who are depressed and/or lonely, and much more ‘alt right-wing’ politicians who do not really give a damn.
I write and share my thoughts and feelings along with uplifting thoughts, perspectives and feelings of poets, commentators, writers of all kinds, musicians, comedians, and friends who share interesting posts. I write and share these posts because I also get lonely. Yes, I must be alone to compose and create music and poetry, but I am a ‘people person’. I need company as much as most of you do. I really appreciate and keep your letters, e-mails, cards, jokes, telephone calls and rare, (when protocols allow), visits.
Peter still does 99% of the shopping, taking the overstock of books donated to our library to other organizations which appreciate them. He’s been wonderful during this very long pandemic. Now with this very new variant, it looks like it will be considerably longer.
I’ve begun to write my memoire. I’ve been taking a course in memoir writing for just over a month. This week will be our final session before 2022. I intend to take the next level in the Spring of 2022.
It is a ‘winter wonderland’ outdoors here at the moment! Our apartment complex courtyard is resplendent in beautifully LED lights in late afternoons and through the darkness. Our lobby, activity and meeting rooms are all decorated. Some residents have put up decorations on their doors. I look forward to the Winter Solstice. It means for me the rebirth of more daylight. It brings hope for a better brighter year.
I’ll now share a few of the uplifting, inspiring and funny items from other writers and musicians.
“My predominant feeling is one of gratitude. I have loved and been loved. I have been given much and I have given something in return. Above all, I have been a sentient being, a thinking animal, on this beautiful planet, and that in itself has been an enormous privilege and adventure.”
No writer has succeeded in capturing the medical and human drama of illness as honestly and as eloquently as Oliver Sacks. During the last few months of his life, he wrote a set of essays in which he movingly explored his feelings about completing a life and coming to terms with his own death. “It is the fate of every human being,” Sacks writes, “to be a unique individual, to find his own path, to live his own life, to die his own death.” Together, these four essays form an ode to the uniqueness of each human being and to gratitude for the gift of life.
by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young
One morning I woke up and I knew you were really gone A new day, a new way, and new eyes to see the dawn Go your way, I'll go mine and carry on
The sky is clearing and the night has cried enough The sun, he comes, the world to soften up Rejoice, rejoice, we have no choice but to carry on
The fortunes of fables are able to sing the song Now witness the quickness with which we get along To sing the blues you've got to live the dues and carry on
Carry on, love is coming, love is coming to us all
Where are you going now my love? Where will you be tomorrow? Will you bring me happiness? Will you bring me sorrow? Oh, the questions of a thousand dreams, what you do and what you see Lover, can you talk to me?
Girl, when I was on my own, chasing you down What was it made you run, trying your best just to get around? The questions of a thousand dreams, what you do and what you see Lover, can you talk to me?
I will close this post now wishing you a meaningful Solstice. There are many ways of celebrating it. I hope to be able to e-mail the song I wrote this year for it: Snowflakes Are Falling (click to view or download the pdf). I’m still a columnist for our Overbrook Newspaper: ConneXions, still head of our Francesca Library Committee, writing my memoire, joined another creative writing course, and will rejoin the memoire course in the spring, which I just completed. I enjoy reaching our to family and friends, seeing my apartment friends, (and the dogs which some of them have). I become much more creative in late Fall and Winter, so you might receive the occasional poem or song by e-mail or land mail. My website is still the same: www.officiant-music.ca, as is my phone #:613-733-5219. I hope this pandemic will fade away by late spring.
Please know that you are each in my mind and heart always.
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