Easter Sunday is my favorite day of the year. Besides being the greatest holy day in the Christian faith, it's a day spent in communal worship singing the happiest and most glorious songs in the hymnal. Waking up on Easter morning with Christ the Lord is Risen Today bouncing around in my head and on my heart is one of the most sublime parts of the holiday. This “social distancing” business totally goes against the grain of the whole splendid celebration.
A pandemic isn’t a hurricane. We have water and electricity, internet and roads clear of fallen trees, but there is a sort of strange preparation for the unknown akin to a storm. It’s taken shape in bare store shelves, curtailment of entertainment, and news conferences by a governor and president buoyed by doctors, educators, lawyers, administrators, and in South Carolina, chaplains and signers.
In 1776 philosopher and writer Thomas Paine famously penned, “These are the times that try men’s souls.” They were indeed, as the Revolutionary War raged, dividing the populace. Never having experienced a war on American soil in my lifetime, I can only imagine how those people dealt with their day-to-day’s, with no idea what direction tomorrow might take. For many folks the current corona virus pandemic has triggered that fear of the unknown, perhaps mirroring the initial confusion brought about by 9-11.
April is National Poetry Month, and this year, the timing couldn't be better. Over the next few issues of Lowcountry Weekly, we'll feature the work of 14 local poets.
Habersham has recently designed a “Discovery Trail” blazed with birdhouses to guide visitors through Habersham’s Marketplace and into Habersham’s award-winning New Urbanism landscape. Habersham’s Discovery Trail gives guests a taste of its walkable neighborhood, amenities, restaurants, retail shops, and health and wellness businesses. It was scheduled to open at Habersham's Third Friday celebration on March 20, but that event has been canceled due to the coronavirus pandemic. Habersham hopes to reschedule soon.
I saw on your Facebook page that you just cancelled a five week trip to France including a month at a French school in Villefranche-sur-Mer because you would be near Italy. You mentioned that you were upset with yourself for making that decision. I’d like to know why you say that and also what I can do to lessen the paralyzing fear that has overcome me.
Since my last Wholly Holistics article we find ourselves in a whole new world. Corona has brought the planet to a different place. A place where our conveniences and our outlets for food and entertainment are vastly limited and vastly different. We’ll call it a parallel universe, ‘cause that’s what it is these days, even if I weren’t writing a holistic piece.
Beth and Hailey Williams chronicle their residency in the Dry Tortugas National Park. By Hailey Williams
Picture this: you wake up to the sound of waves crashing and coconut palm fronds crinkling. Each morning you are greeted by a court of seagulls preening on the dock. You swim alongside bulbous jellyfish and shining barracudas while you snorkel Little Africa Reef, and at night you are ensconced by stars. You’re on a remote island off the grid, tasked only with the guardianship of nature and creating art. You are given one hand-held radio and a binder detailing the solar power and RO systems, and left to your own devices.
This is exactly what my mother and I were chosen to do, out of 400 candidates, for the Dry Tortugas National Park Artist Residency program last September.
On Tuesday, March 31, the Pat Conroy Literary Center will hold a book launch celebration for Beaufort-based travel writers Lynn and Cele Seldon and their new books, 100 Things to Do in Savannah Before You Dieand the 2ndedition of their bestselling 100 Things to Do in Charleston Before You Die (both published by Reedy Press).