So where is the optimism I am committed to offer? No pollyanna from me, but I believe that in times of disaster we are offered instant opportunities to act in a meaningful way. We don’t have to search for meaning, as Viktor Frankl in Man’s Search for Meaning suggested and discovered first hand in the German concentration camps.
This thinking leads me to ask what this has to do with this blog about silence, solitude, and simplicity that I have been writing for over eleven years. At the very least it is a wake-up call to me, a white privileged woman who has the luxury to enjoy silence, solitude, and simplicity. At the moment I’ve filled with gratitude, prayer, and guilt.