The cool water will caress me from head to toe, when corona ends. The still water will envelope me and soothe my jagged, hot, cooped-up self and I will hear, feel and see nothing but the cool, quiet blue.
It's 40C plus upstairs in my hot, hundred year old Thai teak house during this quarantine time. My 15 year old daughter and I DO have air conditioned bedrooms, but the rest of the house is HOT. Unpleasantly so between midday and 5pm. I find myself daydreaming about the swimming pools nearby which are all firmly closed. A tepid shower totally isn't cutting it.
My first thought - first thing - first wish - when corona ends, is to plunge into cool, clean water and to revive my wilted, mermaid self.
Refreshed, renewed and revived, my second "after corona desire" is to hit the road and head straight to the Thai-Burmese border where my herbal-refugee project lays half-finished as it was hurriedly left after our last visit before closing borders some weeks ago.
If we think WE, entitled westerners with our government bailouts and hospitals and ventilators, are due for a catastrophic economic collapse after we have buried our dead, spare a thought for the Karen indigenous ethnic community - some 5+ million of them - already living hand to mouth in rough terrain and refugee camps without adequate water, food or sanitation before this #coronavirus started. My Thai social enterprise is working to establish micro-forest-business with organic herbs for people who have no land of their own for farming - to create sustainable incomes for displaced people.
I feel trapped and wings clipped under martial law and rigid inter-provincial travel bans here in Chiang Mai, Thailand, and I'm looking forward to jumping in my truck and hitting the road to check on them and get things moving again.
My third 'thing" that I'm gonna do when this corona quarantine time is over, and after I get back from my border trip? I'm going to go and spend some days ALONE somewhere open and expansive. Where someone else cooks. LOL
Something like this would do. Open horizon, expansive beach, a meal cooked by someone else magically served on my ocean-facing terrace. Alone time. I can't tell you how challenging it is to be an entrepreneurial mom without financial supports, with a dependent 15 year old. Just her and me. The Thai government has just announced this evening that the opening of the 2020 school year has been delayed until 1st July. Urgh. That means 2.75 more months of trying to be a domestic goddess, hustling up food, entertainment and good vibes for us while I try to plan, work and write into a vacuum with my refugee project, having NO IDEA what will be possible, or when, over there.
I'm smiling as I write this, because I am suddenly appreciating the magic and the gift of this challenge - of feeling into when this will end. Because it will end.
Grateful for my quarantine comfort, for having food on the table and the luxury of internet. BlissednBlessed.
Holding my mermaid revival vision for sometime in June or July.
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