I’ve been struggling with the idea of Acceptance lately. Allowing life to unfold at its own pace, or as A Course in Miracles says: “Let it be what it is.”
I know that serenity comes from accepting what I cannot change.
Yet I yearn to return to normality. I deeply miss those days I could shop without a mask, do hot yoga in my favorite studio, hang out with friends, hug them goodbye.
But I also yearn for serenity amidst all the uncertainty. I feel conflicted, confused. Then I flash back to a memory.