Certainly Uncertain

This 'wrinkle in time' that Covid-19 had brought along with it, has also caused massive amount of fear, panic, anxiety, depression, isolation, stress, mourning, sickness, death, etc. (Such a  downer for a first sentence, I know. Don't worry, it gets better) And it also stirred a lot of minds in the direction of conspiracy theories, and general hunger for knowledge, for control. Chaos would do that, it would certainly bring along with it the need to control, manage, and find order in chaos. It is how our brains operate: we find patterns to feel the sense of control, we make up stories and belief systems to obtain a sense of safety, we solve riddles (a process also known to be science) to have order in the uncertainties of life. 
One thing we know for sure is that everything changes. The only constant is change right? We are born........things happen....more things happen.....even more things happen.....and then we die.  Nothing is certain except for our death, really. (I know it's still a downer but bare with me - there IS a light at the end of the tunnel, I promise!)

Covid-19 has been peeling away the illusion of certainty. Of safety. Of security.
Heck, it's even dismantling the concept of money! One of the only concepts agreed upon collectively in the entire world. Countries that are democratic, countries that are communist, and all in between...they all believe in the idea of money. And now money is being literally 'made up' to try to control the economical effect of a global quarantine. 

I have never heard more times in my life the term 'The New Normal' than in the past two months. Our rush to have normalcy - such a loose term that means something different to us all - is our need to be certain, of something, ANYTHING. I don't want a new 'normal'. 'Normal' doesn't sustain, it doesn't last, it's an illusion like the rest of our made-up ideas. I want to embrace chaos and accept that chaos is the middle chunk of life: We are born....chaos happens....more chaos happens....even more chaos happens...and then we die. 

Chaos doesn't have to be a tragedy. Sure, a deadly highly infectious virus is tragic, but what about the chaos of...say...skydiving? An adventure that people have described (me included) makes you feel like you are 'born again'. Or what about the chaos of birth? That one is a physical trauma for both the mother and the child, but also a wonder of the world that is surely unmatched. Or what about the chaos of an orgasm? After all, the 'little death' brings along unpredictability and the need to 'let go' that is fairly uncertain and chaotic.

The bottom line is chaos, or uncertainty, is there all the time.
Why do we fight it so hard?
In Zen Buddhism, and other mindsets and belief systems (too many to list here and I clearly have favorited Zen for some reason) , we embrace what 'IS'. Not what could be, or should be, or is desired to be. So what if we take that mindset in and ditch the 'new normal' quest altogether!?
Let's move towards being with what is...ride the wave of life. Sometimes it's calm...sometimes it's wild...and we can't control it anyways. No matter how hard we try.
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So can we just go on the ride just as we welcome a spectacular orgasm!?