A New Beginning
A Year into the Pandemic
As I’ve been looking back over the last year, I’ve been overwhelmed by all the changes brought by the pandemic. We have all been through so much, and it hasn’t been easy. I never expected I would still be in lockdown today, and that the pandemic would be worse than ever. I know we are all tired of being isolated and masked, and we long for a safe place to land in the midst of all the uncertainty.
Is it a New Beginning?
There have been so many losses this past year, yet I still have hope. In the chorus of ‘Strange Times’ I ask the question: “Is it a new beginning?” (listen to ‘Strange Times’ here: https://christinepaddock.com/tour/
Just like every seed has to die in order for the plant to emerge, every loss or change can produce a seed for something new.
Signs of new life
A year ago, these words from the Bible spoke to me and I clung to them throughout the dark winter of the pandemic:
“Can you not discern this new day of destiny breaking forth around you? The early signs of My purposes and plans are bursting forth. The budding vines of new life are now blooming everywhere. The fragrance of their flowers whispers, ‘There is change in the air.’” (Song of Songs 2:13)
Of course at the time, there were no signs of new life that I could see. The pandemic had just hit – my job and all of my families’ combined activities came to a sudden halt. In the absence of my busy schedule, I had time and space to turn inwards and listen. It was impossible to avoid grief, with all the changes and suffering going on around me. But through it all, I continued to turn back to those words and look for the signs of new life – no matter how faint.
For me, the new beginning came in the form of a renewed passion for songwriting. Writing songs had become a rare experience for me because of my busyness. But in 2020, I needed to find ways to express and process my feelings, especially with the lack of human connection.
A New Beginning does not equal a New Normal
Now after a year, I see that a new beginning is not the same as a new normal. The restrictions forced me into a place where I had to slow down, which opened the door for more creativity and expression. But at some point, when restrictions end, will I return to the same hectic pace I lived at before? During this time of restrictions, I have the opportunity to ask myself: what do I want my life to be?
What about you? What do you want your new normal to be? I’d love to hear about all the lessons this past year has taught you. I hope that in the grieving and letting go, there is new hope beginning to grow. 🌱