It’s 11:00 a.m., and I have deliberately stayed off social media for the morning.
I’m feeling good—you know, just cruising happily along answering emails, running my business—that sort of thing. And then I hop on a call with a client in California.
It’s 8:00 a.m. out there, so her day is just starting. When I ask how she’s doing, there’s a long pause, and then a sigh.
Instinctively I think, “Oh sh*t, what’s happened now?”
I don’t think this for her, but rather for the world—or more specifically, for our country.
As it turns out, it was the first morning of the California wildfires. And while my client was safe in Santa Barbara, many of her friends had posted about their evacuation from Napa and Sonoma.
As she said, her heart was broken open for them.
And in that moment, an awareness dawned:
I myself, nestled safely away in my Rhode Island bubble and having no contact with the world beyond the school drop-off route, had been happily going about my own life.
My client, in her Santa Barbara bubble, would have been (continue reading on Elephant Journal…)