When I read the morning news, most of what I see are stories about people wanting to move past the pandemic. They’d like things to return to normal; they’d like things to be the way they were before.
This is true even for people who were terribly unhappy with their lives, because for them the comfort of the known far outweighs the fear of the unknown.
But there are others who see a gift resting quietly in the misfortune and sadness that enfolds the Earth.
Certainly, those who feel there’s a gift within this crisis also hold great compassion for those in pain, and they lovingly appreciate the souls who, on some level mysteriously unknown to us, have agreed to leave the planet during this pandemic.
But there is more going on than the universal opening of hearts to others. Much more.