I think words are important in a pandemic. Social isolation is cold and clinical. But here in Australia as the temperatures plummet south, "cocooning" or "snuggling in" could be a more positive way to describe it. I'm one of the people who have treasured

I think words are important in a pandemic. Social isolation is cold and clinical. But here in Australia as the temperatures plummet south, "cocooning" or "snuggling in" could be a more positive way to describe it.

I'm one of the people who have treasured this time. Here in the bush we had a summer of bushfire hell.

The pandemic has given us time to breath. And begin to heal.

Our materialistic world was built on a foundation of stress and rushing destruction. But a virus halted all of that. Perhaps the virus saved us from ourselves.

I work from home anyway, and we homeschooled our daughter and loved it. It helped us focus on family and creativity. Today, I'm loving the reduced traffic to the city, and the relaxed faces of the people still working there. People have slowed down and remembered they love to connect. There is increased kindness and support. Even more homeless animals are finding homes. And the air feels cleaner.

This pause from the daily grind is a wonderful opportunity to push the reset button, and to think about the kind of world we really want. The kind of life we really want. There's a lot of work to be done to disengage from an old and painful paradigm, but if people see the hope in a new normal, then we have a chance to create a more peaceful, joy-filled, kind future for all species.