This post will be more a recap of why I had pretty much dropped out of Flublogia for a month, but as always, I will try to tie what happened into a general PanFlu perspective.
On January 2nd my counterpart at work (what I call my "Day Job" and what pays my bills) announced his immediate retirement and the fourth member of my four member department had to go out on emergency medical leave. This left my boss and me to run the entire department just as we were facing end of fiscal year requirements.
I tend to lean to being a Type "A" person, highly driven and action oriented. To say that my life during the month of January became all about my job would not exactly convey the fact that I was pretty much reduced to work and a few hours of sleep each day. I would occasionally drop into Flublogia to glimpse the overall situation but with all the demands on my time and attention I really lost touch; I no longer had my fingers on the pulse of the virtual world that is Flublogia.
The thing that I found most illuminating for me was the simple fact that my life had so many "here-and-now" demands that I was nearly buckling under I just didn't care about some theoretical threat in the distant realm of "maybe".
Upon reflection I found this fascinating.
I have found it difficult to impossible to understand how so many people could turn a blind eye to such a potentially catastrophic event. I found out how easily it can and does happen.
Being someone who at least believes I know and understand the myriad potentials we would face during a severe pandemic I very consciously turned away from pretty much everything AI and PanFlu at the exact moment that threat levels were rising as significant new outbreaks in new geographic locations were occurring. If I could do it with an intrinsic understanding how much easier is it for someone who has a superficial, at best, grasp of the potentials?
The traditional Navajo concept of hózhó encompassing beauty, balance, order and harmony distills, at least to me, to the concept of grace, or gracefulness: handling life and all that it throws at us with grace.
During the month of January my life was decidedly out of balance and chaotic. Grace and gracefulness were nowhere to be found within my tiny personal universe. But, isn't that what we will each have to face and deal with should a severe influenza pandemic strike anytime in the near future? We will each have to do what I did: buck up and just do what has to be done in the tiny personal universe that represents our individual lives.
The degree that our lives will become unbalanced and lacking in grace will be a direct reflection of our in-place knowledge and preparations. Unlike the situation I found myself in at the beginning of January we will have had plenty of time to inform and prepare ourselves.
The fact that life in general often affords us little to no time, or inclination, to peer into our futures for potential threats on the horizon will offer us no comfort or succor should we face the worst. Instead we have to adjust like I had to do. Sometimes we have to reach inside ourselves with deliberateness and find that new point where hózhó leaves little room for chaos or the unattended necessities.
While I will probably never attain that perfect place where there is nothing but hózhó I have at least realigned enough to be back at the optimal operative point for me. Now, I have the daunting task of catching up.
One last personal note:
A heartfelt Thank You to all of you who dropped me a line to check up on me or to let me know that my cyber voice was missed. It was much appreciated during a time that found me not only stretched to my capacity but coinciding with an all-time low PanFlu morale in general. I drew strength from knowing that others were standing watch and that even during a time when I had to withdraw the invisible web of connectedness to "Fellow Travelers" gave me comfort.