Being Human

Updated: Apr 16



So many of us hide our humanness from the world. We keep much of ourselves private, behind closed doors. When we step into the light of day we cloak ourselves in the persona we show the world.


At work we want to give the impression of having it all together. Parents are guilty of this as well. We don’t let others know of our health, the state of our relationship, our finances or of our children. Our humanness is a weakness and showing weakness makes us vulnerable or worse, ashamed.


I am struck by the appearances our humanness is making during this pandemic. On the work front it is no longer business as usual. It is now business as visual. Productivity has taken on new meaning as we strive to stay connected to the welfare of those around us, not just the welfare of the company we work for. Meetings morph, becoming part check-in, part business, part playdate and what was seen as small talk is now elevated in importance. Down-time is garnering some respect and accommodations, formerly deemed high maintenance, are now being offered and honored without stigma.


In what has to be undoubtedly the most interesting social experiment to date, we have, like it or not, invited everyone into our homes. Teachers, co-workers, employers, friends, and family are all are now privy to our life behind the scenes, previously unfit for prime time. Yes, our cracks may be showing but isn't this endearing and freeing?


The facade of propriety and perfection has been forever pierced in every sector. Children of CEO’s on down the line Zoom bomb meetings, pets parade across our screens, we take calls in closets, we dress from the waist up, drinking is de rigeur, parents and children hate school with equal tenacity and personal hygiene? Who knows.


There are so many things wrong with our current state of affairs but one thing I welcome with open arms is that COVID is softening us all and making us human again.


Foraging for food recently at my local produce market, I was moved to tears as I saw men and women stocking shelves. I felt so much gratitude. They do this everyday, make everything look so beautiful for me, for us. I didn’t appreciate it, I did not appreciate them. When I thanked the employees on my way out everyone in the small store stopped what they were doing and thanked me for thanking them. Giving is receiving. It was a COVID moment.


I love that our humanness is showing. I love that we don’t have it all together. I love that we are all doing the best we can. And I hope as we move forward these blessings endure so we no longer have to pretend to be something we are not.


With love and so much gratitude,


Jill