And the people stayed home.
And read books, and
listened, and rested, and exercised, and made art, and
played games, and learned new ways of being, and were
still. And listened
more deeply. Some meditated, some
prayed, some danced.
Some met their shadows. And the
people began to think differently.
And the people healed.
And, in the absence of people
living in ignorant, dangerous, mindless, and heartless
ways, the earth began to heal.
And when the danger passed, and the people joined
together again, they grieved their losses, and made new
choices, and dreamed new images, and created new
ways to live and heal the earth fully, as they had been
— by Kitty O’Meara (Irish-American poet in Wisconsin)