I’d like to talk about a subject that many patients are bothered by, and that is anxiety, either at work, with family, relationships, friends, whatever.
There’s a point on your ear, on the topmost of your ear, there’s a “v”. That is your anxiety point. If you take your left hand and put it on your ear point, that is where this point is.
The world is stopped, on pause, from its frenetic pace.
Perhaps people, the earth, and our busy-ness need a rest.
The roads are empty.
Perhaps people see better “nearsighted” now and then.
People look for groceries and food.
Perhaps people appreciate better the abundance we took for granted.
People’s daily routines are all “off-kilter” and disrupted.
Perhaps the habits were also a box that now is not.
Some people are bored with newly found free time.
Perhaps they can now feel “allowed and permitted” to think, to imagine, to create.
While this song about the futility of war, was originally a Scottish dirge, I’ve adapted its melody with new words which are my opinion and expression of the futility of war
after my time and experience serving on 2 aircraft carriers, flying combat missions in Vietnam. I wasn’t the flyer, but I was part of the squadron.
One other point: the words “haru, haru,” which appear many times in the song are the Scottish equivalent of us saying “harah, harah” which the Irish version uses. And away we go.