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My Life In Lockdown

At work we have a monthly internal newsletter. It is self-organized and managed by team members exploring their creativity, design and leadership aspirations (culture support). This month, there was a call out for the larger organization to share our personal lockdown experiences. This is what I shared and will be published in the newsletter for all to see:


“My Life in Lockdown …


It is hard to comprehend that this is what life has been now for over 8 weeks! I remember March feeling like a lifetime, then in April time felt to speed up and now I feel like May has come and it is about to be gone.

A bit ago I wrote an email to my team sharing with them where I was mentally (mostly) during the lockdown journey and asking how they were doing:


The last few weeks I have been increasingly feeling the weariness of lockdown, it shows up for me as this tiredness feeling I don’t seem to be able to shake – not physical tiredness (although sometimes it feels like that) but more like mental and soul tiredness. The days tend to blend and there is no real separation of what was yesterday, versus today, or tomorrow – they all just seem the same. At the beginning I welcomed the lockdown, it felt “good” to be home after traveling and having time with my family even enjoying my own home in a matter I had not before (by spending time in it!) – As I reflect back, perhaps what I welcomed was the CHANGE. It was new, it was challenging and I felt I was learning to do things in a different way.


As time has gone on, the initial change has become the way of being and with that come the challenges (at least for someone like me).


I have been working on giving myself permission to feel exactly what I’m feeling – which usually fluctuates between a deep sense of gratitude and a profound sense of overwhelm and fear for what the future may hold and how long this will last. I know we have tremendous capacity for resilience and in some way this “pause” can facilitate a lot of growth if we decide that is what we want to make out of the imposed “change” of the way things were.


May is Mental Health Awareness month – and I want to make you aware of some resources the company has made available for us. The timing of all of this probably couldn’t be more perfect. I’m going to sign up and attend one of the sessions. If this is something you think you could benefit from, I encourage you to do the same [provided link to internal webinars] So, how are you holding up? (like really, really holding up?”




My kids have gone from “remote” school to now lockdown summer … I wouldn’t be honest if I didn’t share that my heart aches for them and with them. They miss their friends, they miss being kids, they miss having “something to do” or “somewhere to go”… They are “good” and very “respectful” of mommy and daddy’s work – always asking if we are on a call and making themselves quiet. The price of that is that they have become ghosts in their own home during the day. THAT breaks my heart and brings more guilt to my being than any time I spent away from them on business trips.


I have been reflecting a lot – perhaps many of us share that in common: about what it is important, about what I miss, about what I thought I needed but I really didn’t, about what I took for granted that I actually really need… I look hopeful to the future and the changes that these times will bring for me and within me.


Yesterday, for the first time ever in my life, I wrote a poem (at least I think it’s one …) I will leave you with it as it is a product of my life in lockdown:


I Dream …

I dream of quiet days and crisp air nights …

I dream of birds greeting the morning sun …

I dream of laughter and the joyful heart …

I dream of peace, the soul then calm …

I dream of freedom from what holds me down …

I dream of soaring to the big unknown …

I dream of friendship that brings me love …

I dream of being … that’s where I belong …

I dream of singing, my voice aloud …

I dream of dancing and moving all around …

I dream we are better lending a hand to foe …

I dream no fear can stop my vow …

… to be what I dream and dream who to be

For my dream I can follow and become … ME

What do you dream?

Much love to all of you.

O. “



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