What does love look like now?

This is a funny topic to wade into on a webpage, but here I go.

For the past 30 years, I have greeted my clients wearing scrubs and leggings and a big fat smile, with hands clean and nails cut back tight to the quick. I offer my best, and an open heart.

That hasn’t changed, except that you won’t see my smile, because I will be wearing a mask, and the sparkle of curiosity in my eyes will be harder to see because I will have a face shield on as well. My scrub tops are now snap front or back because I will change them between each person, and I cannot safely take them off over my head. I will have longer breaks between folks, because it will take me extra time to wipe and wash the treatment space, as well as do my costume changes.

In our current times, love looks like this. Masks, face shields, freezing hands from being dunked in sanitizer the last thing before we start. Taking your temperature before you enter the building. That is love, too. Taking my own temperature 3 time a day - more love. No books around, or carpets, or crystals or flowers. Again, more love.

I hope that we all weather this storm, and the smiles can be shared again, and we can hug each other. For right now, I may content myself with drawing on my face mask….

I hope you understand.