These days of waiting for the world to open up... to visualize in an uncertain future is a challenge.  This state of limbo haunts us all.  In the beginning it was a gift to have the freedom of leisure, no where you had to go, nothing you had to be.  Silence, retreat, all the things we think would be a gift if having to work was not a necessity.  And now here we are 2 months in, with many months to go. The quest begins, what to be, what is your purpose to rise each day.  Better yet, what is my purpose?   Creativity does not flow in this days of leisure... I could begin and then see?  Yet does not interest me.  Dreams of writing, what to say, self help or stories... Body worker?  Not feeling the call, not feeling much of a call in any direction... Wait, look within, search for clues, be, breathe, love, maybe that is enough and what really is enouph?  Peace is all we truly desire, eat right, exercise, rejoice in small wonders.  Small dilemmas in waiting for the world to heal.  I do feel Terra healing, so I guess just being grateful for this time for her, is enouph... we shall see...