It feels currently to me, as if we all are inside a huge airplane, that has dropped and the panic on board is huge.
The pilot and the on-board crew is constantly giving instructions on how we should behave.
The basic statement is: keep calm.
Breathe in and out deeply.
Don’t spit on the neighbour. Don’t touch him.
Above all: do NOT concern yourself with a possible crash.
The airplane is still in the air.
Stop looking at the planes from neighbour countries.
Is someone lower?
Is the health of the passengers worse there?
Which risk group am I?
What if the plane will land again- will I be still alive and have something to eat?
What about my possessions?
This virus makes us all equal say many
– or not I say.
Well off is know who has known or learned in his life – there is no security in life.
Except my own peace of mind.
If I have it, I feel safe in every situation.
I grew up in a very religious way and when I started to question all of it, I was always wondering why exactly these so god-fearing people were so afraid?
Maybe because already the name said it: god-fearing.Fear of God.
Since God is life, fear of life.
For me, believing means, being deeply rooted in God and therefore life.
What can happen to me?
I could end up dying.
I’ll end up anyway anyway.
Suffocation is not a pleasant way to die, a friend wrote to me yesterday.
Yes, what we know about it and how it is represented to us and if we panic because we are out of breath – certainly not.
On the other hand, what do I really know about suffocation?
I haven’t experienced it.
So, so many women give birth to their children in great pain.
They tense up with every wave of pain and it gets worse.
Then, however, there are also women, they focus early on childbirth with breathing exercises, hypnosis and training. And their birth is very different.
The thought of suffocation does not make me feel good either, but I also know that this is because I don’t know anyone who has had prepared him/ herself for an end to a pulmonary disease.
How important that is. The preparation for our end.
It’s for everyone.
And death is the hardest when someone doesn’t want to go.
When someone is afraid to leave.
We, as a society, have completely negated dying in these days.
Our entire medical system is no longer geared towards life support, but rather to prevent death.
And that’s not the same thing.
Keeping someone alive under all circumstances, people attached to machines for years, is an avoidance of death.
Does this make sense?
Especially here in Germany, with our background in the history of euthanasia, etc., hardly anyone dares to say anything about preventing death at any price, said my wonderful family doctor yesterday (relaxed, calm, no corona tension).
Once again I am filled with deep gratitude when I think of the farewell of my Mamuschka. So, thankful, she had a fast death. Too fast for us, no question, the moment of parting was very, very hard. And yet now – with the interval of a few months, I find more and more reasons being grateful for this abrupt farewell. She would have been very worried about Corona & the consequences. She was someone who was always on the go. Imagining her in the apartment for weeks, despite the garden – I now see her with much more joy as my invisible companion.
This can be a good time to deal constructively with the topic of passing.
Start contemplating on death & farewell and then talk about it.
Instead of suppressing that again and giving in to fear and panic.
The fear of the virus and becoming one of the 5% with severe symptoms.
Replace worrying how long will all this take and what will be afterwards.
With me, my possessions? If I don’t have any, what will be without any possessions? How will I survive?
Instead, think about how can I now consciously use the time constructively.
Think about how do I want to live NOW- the farewell of many people in mind.
How do I want to live while I’m still alive?
How do I want to feel?
I figured out how I want to feel for and with myself:
I love to wake up early mornings before the alarm clock and enjoy being alive.
Love to listen to the birds cheering outside and to be incited by their carelessness and zest for life. I then love to give thanks for what I have: a wonderful bed, the restful night, the security of living in a prosperous country, being able to move my body & directly start moving it. I stretch and expand myself.
Love to be grateful that in the past years as an artist, I often didn’t know how to pay my bills and then could always pay them.
Thankful that since I’ve been training to focus on what I want, I get what I want.
Instead before I focused on what I didn’t want and always got that.
And most importantly, I now feel the way I want to feel.
And you? How do you want to feel? All day long?
I turn away from fear and panic when I deliberately turn to calm and serenity.
In the moments when it’s very challenging
I remember to breath.
I first watch my natural breathing flow
then I deliberately slowly deepen my breathing.
I can consciously control my breathing. So can you.
Deep breathing helps to lower the stress level, thus reduces anxiety and tension.
This sends signals to the brain to relax and calm down.
Regular breathing exercises reduce the amount of the (stress) hormone cortisol.
This in turn reduces stress and helps to keep calm in difficult situations.
And it keeps us alive.
Isn’t it interesting that COVID-19 blocks breathing in severe cases?
So many of us developed a breathless life the passed years.
A life on high speed focusing on tangibility.
We can change our lives,
by starting to train our fundamental, life-sustaining mechanism of breathing.
Let’s take the chance and focus on doing it.
Starting to pay attention on breathing.
Let’s explore the inconceivability.
If not now when?
Stay vital- focus on what you want.