I’m sitting at Hyde Park feeling the sun on my too-white legs from staying mostly indoors for what will almost be three months in Covid-19 lockdown in London on June 23. I can hear the sounds of angry protests demanding justice for Iran, and the trees gently rustling as if they were telling secrets to each other. Many others are also having socially distanced picnics and their voices blend with the wind. An ambulance rushes somewhere; hopefully to save someone.
I recently told an online English student of mine that she should practice writing so as to improve her English language skills while expressing herself. I truly believe that becoming a better writer will help you evolve into a better speaker; whether you are learning the English language now or are a native speaker.
I encouraged her to write specifically about how she was relating to everything that was happening in the world right now. We are living in an incredibly unique and important moment. And immediately afterwards I realised that I am not practicing what I am preaching to my student. How often does this happen to you?
So I decided to write. And then I decided to stop. Now, it is August. A couple months have passed but it feels like a couple years and it also feels like a mere couple days. Weird how time feels sometimes, even during “normal” life.
However, the quarantine/lockdown/post-lockdown pandemic makes time feel extra gooey sometimes. I’m still hearing ambulances. But this time in my flat, after a Zoom Monday night Ashtanga yoga class which by the way has become a habit I’ve been keeping up since my neighbour friend, Raquel, started teaching it in March.
Diving deeper into yoga and meditation this lockdown has helped me (though let’s be honest, not cured me from) not feeling confined in the walls of my studio flat. The daily practice of both has been something I look forward to, and after repeating it for the minimum of 66 days it takes to form a habit, it is now easier to not make excuses to skip it.
Another habit I have formed is taking greater care of those I love. Even though the world is at one of its most isolated periods it has ever gone through (hello 2 meter distance!), I feel closer to the people in my life than ever before. Thank you internet, for making this possible. I’m not sure how any of us would survive this pandemic without WiFi connecting us together.