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This week I got involved in another project perfect for CoVid time. Volunteering to help translate a whaling journal from the original cursive manuscript to text so it can be put online. I was transported away from this world to a time when men sailed from New Bedford to Hawaii to hunt whales. Some days they would lower the boats threes times and return with nothing. Other days they would not even see a whale, and on other days they may see as many as 30 ships all “cutting & boiling”. I can’t imagine the smells and gore, and certainly pityed the whales. It’s a reminder of how prolific so many resources were, and how carelessly we have plundered many of fthem into extinction or near extinction. I wonder now if even the very oceans that sustained this adventurous crew are too far gone. I hope not, but the debate between lives versus livelihoods has not been resolved and we don’t necessarily learn certain lessons quickly.
February 12, 2021
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10 March 2021. Wednesday. I'm still lonely. I have my ups and downs, but today is particularly down. I was listening to this podcast on the science of happiness and the episode was about "awe" and walking in awe. For some reason, I almost wept as I walked to the beach. I don't know why. I think the podcast reminded me that I was doing the best I can. That, successfully, I got out of bed even without the aid of the podcast and was going to the beach to walk and breathe and meditate in motion. I was doing my best. Yet it also reminded me that I wanted to walk with someone who wasn't there, someone I will probably never see not only because she's so far away, but also because she's walking with someone else. I was doing my best even though I was still alone. I ought to be grateful I had the time to go to the beach. I need to remember I am enough. For now. We're all just doing the best we can.
March 11, 2021