By Team Ayurved Sutra
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Grieving Our Collective Loss — One Stitch at a Time
Taking a cue from the many traditions that liken human life to fabric, I started knitting a COVID-19 death-toll blanket.
When I was 20, I received word that my friend from high school summer camp had died. For weeks, I struggled to resolve the cognitive dissonance of a loved one materially gone forever, when my life had not materially changed at all. I struggled to feel his absence. Because I lived across the country, everything was the same for me in my Texas dorm room. But the universe had changed. As Arundhati Roy has so aptly put it in The God of Small Things, there was now a friend-“shaped-hole in the universe.”
I’ve felt much the same as I struggle to reckon with daily global death tolls in the thousands as the novel coronavirus wreaks havoc on the world as we knew it.
Full article in Ayurved Sutra Vol. 07 Issue 06
