Poems, stories, and reflections, written by faculty, staff, and volunteers currently serving in the Village.
The future is broken.
This is an issue for me, as I like to make informed, rational decisions grounded in reality. But reality is all squishy right now. Our norms and assumptions are being upended and we are left navigating a strange, murky new world. It’s hard to find the correct path through the woods when the ground itself is changing with every new headline.
So what do I trust, when it will be months before the dust settles and we can clearly inspect our new landscape? I trust the unchanging. My love for my family. The wisdom in my favorite song. The steady rhythm of the creek on its way to the lake. Laughter at stupid jokes, tea and books in front of the fire.
None of these things can help me decide what to do in the future, and none of them can provide insight to the churning outside world.
But they remind me that some things endure. They remind me that I don’t have the facts of the future, but I have the reality of this moment, in this place, with these people. And that when the fog lifts, the future will find us ready for it.
Becca Carcaterra is Human Resources Assistant at Holden Village. This column was originally published on March 25, 2020 in a daily newsletter, "The Quarantine Quarter," which is compiled by various staff members and sent to all Villagers.