My Word for 2022 is ‘Expansiveness’
Here’s how it’s going…
While I waited for the subway for the second time this week I smiled because when I stopped looking at my phone and fidgeting with multiple masks, I noticed that there was some decent live jazz being played by a trio of buskers on the Uptown F & M subway platform one level up. Hearing their music made it feel a little more like pre-pandemic times. As a native New Yorker it feels weird to feel weird choosing to ride the subway, but that’s where I am at this Omicron-February while I try to embrace my theme for the year: expansiveness.
Two days ago, the thought that my world had gotten quite small due to Covid, bubbled up to the surface of my consciousness. It had been there lurking below the surface and revealing pieces of itself as separate musings. For example, I noticed that my social life had dwindled. Many friends had moved away from New York, and others were still here but stuck at home because of childcare or like me, they were hesitant to get on the subway. I also noticed that I rarely ventured out because I had felt I had to be extra cautious and not be exposed to Covid so that my daughter could continue to go about her increasingly expansive high school life, and so that my mother could remain healthy and travel to Antarctica — a delayed and much anticipated adventure. (I think part of being sandwiched between…
