Your personal sculptor is carving a person, thing, or event from the last month of your life into the glistening marble of immortality. What’s the statue and what makes it so significant?
It’s another lockdown. We already had one! Back in March. Or was it April? Could have been May. Who knows anymore. Covid-19 has made the last seven months almost a memory blur. Not just a symptom of the virus, you know. Time stands still and all of a sudden it’s the middle of October. After these months of reflection my glistening marble of immortality would look very simple.
Normal. Struggling like many over the world. Gasping for a breath of true normality. Going to local pub, sipping a pint. Bringing the children to their friend’s house for a sleepover. No worry for the weekend – somebody else’s problem to 48 hours.
Except its “don’t forget your mask.” “Keep your distance.” “Will there be another lockdown!?” All normal to speak of considering the circumstances. It’s tough, of course. It’s uncertain. Will we survive the madness I often ask. We have to. We have done before and we will again. We fight it. We manage it best we can. We hope for a breakthrough. To give us a breather. A break from the “new normal.” Back to the “normal” normal.
The winter is almost upon us. What happens if there is a snow? More questions and challenges will come our way. They always do. But I have no doubt the statue will be pale skinned. Freckled. Reminds you of somebody? A neighbour possibly. Or a cousin. An Aunt or Uncle. Maybe even a brother or sister. You get the picture.
We are a resilient people, I believe. Capable of all sorts. We will well able for the winter and what else lie’s ahead. We will support each other as it’s in our nature to do so.
As we know the day will come when we have our breakthrough. When the “new” normal becomes “less” normal. A distant memory in the past. It will be worth the wait, though. The marble statue would be a significant reminder of what we are as country. How we acted in times of hardship, again. How we are able to resile in face of true calamity, again. This was and still is an opportunity for reflection and a reset.
More so, Michelangelo’s US that Michelangelo’s YOU.