I stood by the Sturgeon River this morning. It is a small river that flows into Sturgeon
Bay which is part of Georgian Bay. The
part of the river that I was standing beside has lots of rocks in it, creating
very low white water.
The Sturgeon River as it flows through the Simcoe County Forest |
I started looking
for the through lines as if the river were big enough to raft on (which it is
not). When you are river rafting, you have to look for the through line. If you stare at the obstacles, then you will hit them. So, you have to look for the way through. I have heard this metaphor used recently to describe how to get through this time.
I noticed that some of the water
crashed right into the rocks, creating foam and oxygenating the water. Some of the water slid between the rocks and
traveled very fast. Just outside of the mainstream, was another set of through lines for water that moved more slowly. And then some of
the water headed to the banks of the river and slowed right down. Some got caught up in circular eddies, some in
shallow pools and some trickled through smaller rocks. There were many through lines and many speeds.
I thought about how we are all dealing with this
pandemic. Some are crashing into it head
on and perhaps are dying. Some are
getting swept past the rocks and surviving. Some are out there on the front
lines moving very fast and finding their own through lines. Some are quietly showing up to essential services and finding their way through. Some are getting out of the
mainstream and waiting it out, slowing moving along without too much drama and making room by getting out of the way.
We are all a part of the river even if we’re moving at different speeds. We are all getting through this in different ways. And I think we have to just trust that that is the way it is and realize that we are all the river.
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