December 31 Newsletter

In Weekly Newsletter by Tracy Webster

UUFL Weekly Newsletter

Unitarian Universalist Fellowship of Longview

 

Happy New Year!

“The magic in new beginnings is truly the most powerful of them all.”

– Josiyah Martin

 

This Week’s Program:

“Pure Imagination” by Sherry Kircus

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Sunday, January 3rd at 10:45 am

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Carol’s Words of Wisdom

  • Dr. Wayne Dyer – “You create your thoughts, your thoughts create your intentions, and your intentions create your reality. Act as if everything you desire is already here . . .treat yourself as if you already are what you’d like to become.”
  • Albert Einstein – “Imagination is more important than knowledge. Imagination is everything. It is a preview of life’s coming attractions.”
  • George Bernard Shaw – “Imagination is the beginning of creation.”
  • Jean-Jacques Rousseau – “The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.”

 

From Our Resident Story-teller, Sherry Kircus…

Fast Away the Old Year Passes

 

This line from the song “Deck the Halls” comes to mind as we finish up another December. This is one year that few of us will look back on with fondness – it’s been a scary one, and for many, a tragic one. We’re learning what exponential means, as we watch the numbers of people dead from COVID-19 growing daily, higher and higher and faster and faster. We worry for friends and loved ones as they struggle through the virus. And we grieve the loss of those who didn’t make it through. Not being able to breathe adequately is a terrifying experience, and it can last long after we’re pronounced well. The receptionist at my doctor’s office said in September that she had the virus in June, but that she was still out of breath when she walked to her mailbox. This wouldn’t have been quite as startling if she hadn’t added, “And I was a runner.” Good grief.

I just looked up the CDC information on who will get the vaccine first, and the first tier is all that seems to have been covered so far by the experts. CDC recommends that medical personnel, twenty-one million of them, and workers and residents in long-term care facilities, four million of them, receive the vaccine first. Two injections each for these twenty-five million people will use up the fifty million injections we currently possess or hope to possess. I shouldn’t be saying this as though I really know what I’m talking about. All I’ve done is Google and read, and other people know much more than I do. I know only that I’m bewildered and unsure, and I hope we’re all immunized sometime soon. After the bit about medical workers and people attached to long-term care facilities, there seems to be less clarity about who’s next. Essential workers are a possibility, as are folks 75 years old and older, as well as people with chronic health problems. CDC assures us it will advise as it determines what recommendations will come next. But like Dr. Redfield’s recommendations for the meat packing plants, these are suggestions rather than directives, and implementation decisions are entirely up to those who receive the suggestions, our elected decision makers at the state level. CDC hopes to have the whole country immunized by April of 2021. And I hope we all get the vaccine before we get the virus.

In defense of 2020, a lot more has happened this year than the pandemic. A lot more happened than the politics, whatever you think of the lows to which we have sunk. People got born this year, people who will bring delight to their parents, who will be shining lights, who will benefit humankind in unimagined ways. People got married this year – some of them in small, masked, socially-distanced ways and some with huge virus-spreading celebrations, but also some with good outcomes in the future, marriages of people who will love and cherish each other for many years to come. People started or continued their educations, and people graduated from high school, college, law school, medical school. Shining lights indeed. Life has gone on, and it’s been perfectly ordinary and thoroughly enjoyable in a lot of ways.

We’ve learned new ways too for enjoying our lives. Zoom gatherings are new to some of us – a wonderful way of being together without being together. For me it’s a glorious living-out of fantasies that were just science fiction when I was young. Many of us have learned and then demonstrated that they can be effective workers while staying home in their pajamas, working on-line rather than in person. Who knows what this will do for the lives of many working people? Isaac Asimov must be looking down from Science Fiction Heaven and smiling.

There was a political cartoon lately that showed the Year 2020 joining other Terrible Years, and two of those unspeakably awful years were 1941 and 1968. I was born in 1941, and my beloved son was born in 1968. In this Terrible Year of 2020, my handsome middle grandson graduated from high school via Zoom, allowing me to attend via Zoom, and it was a perfect graduation for eleven young people on the autism spectrum. Not bad, huh? This may be why I’m a little defensive of bad years – I’m a recipient of goodness in at least three of them. So let’s hear it for a not-altogether-bad year, and let’s hope for more good and less bad in 2021. May blessings rain down upon us all.  Sherry K.

 

A Message from the UUA President

May We Simply Be

Rev. Susan Frederick-Gray shares her wishes for all in this holiday season, that we may have time to rest, that we tend to our grief and our joy, and that we make space for spiritual care and renewal.

Weekly Inspiration from UUA

Open to Joy by Elea Kemler

The stories remind us there is still and always joy in this world, but it usually comes right alongside the struggle.

Announcing the UUA Common Read 2020-2021

Breathe: A Letter to My Sons by Imani Perryoffers a broader meditation on race, gender, and the meaning of a life well lived and is also an unforgettable lesson in Black resistance and resilience. Reading the book in community is a great way to make the change we want to see happen in the world real.