Forwarded from Myo B
I try not to post anything political or any news stuff here, but this is too good not to share. Many do not even know who the Mummers are, but they have a parade in South Philly every January 1. Naturally because of "the virus" they weren't allowed to parade this year...however, some did anyway! They are my heroes!
https://www.nbcphiladelphia.com/news/local/some-mummers-flout-rules-march-maskless-in-south-philly/2652605/
https://www.nbcphiladelphia.com/news/local/some-mummers-flout-rules-march-maskless-in-south-philly/2652605/
NBC10 Philadelphia
Some Mummers Flout Rules, March Maskless in South Philly
Some Mummers flouted Philadelphia rules cancelling their annual New Year’s Day parade and nevertheless took to the streets Friday, many without face masks intended to slow the spread of coronavirus.
Remember to Heal: These days many of us carry around our own burdens, our own wounds. Whether they be physical or mental. Many of us live in the absence of beauty, the absence of community, the absence of purpose or even self-understanding. We are set adrift in a world that ill prepares us for both its cruelties and its lies. We strain ourselves to connect to another, to feel that sense of community or the touch of a loved one. Or even something as simple as a world where the stars are not hidden from our eyes. In many ways this is reason for melancholy. Yet in truth it is reason to take time to lift the weight off your shoulders. It is a reason to heal. Most of us have been so forgotten or vilified the very act of rest or play seems to give us guilt. Not play in the sense of modern entertainment. But in the simple joys of a snowball fight, of time spent with friends, of friendly competition. Most of all we have forgotten the purpose of rest. Many sleepless nights where we dread the morning yet do not spend the night in any semblance of healing. Our dreams haunted our thoughts possessed. Yet if we do not take the time to look at the wider picture and allow ourselves to heal we merely cut the wound deeper and deeper. Do not berate yourself for what you cannot control or cannot change. Remember it and move on. Strive for your goals and in this time of melancholy and uncertainty, fan the flames within your heart and began to to heal the wounds within and without. For only then can true change for the better happen. We must allow ourselves to heal before the world we live in can manifest itself out of the nightmare and back into our wildest dreams. Remember to rest, remember to play, we are more than what others make of us. We are what we work to become.