Well, it’s Groundhog Day… again.

Phil Connors

Wake up! Your dreamy escape is over, you have returned to Covidland. Where each day we are greeted with a new not-to-be imagined reality. One might equate the difficult nature of each day as a bit of a nightmare. My phone is set to a message which reads “Morning Sunshine.” It’s a nice moment, before reality sets in.

Thankful for a few moments on the water without my cell phone, aka the deliverer of fake news, (fake hope, fake plans, fake flippiin’ everything.) Finding relief from it all, underwater.

As a wise friends once taught me; “Fake it til you make it.” And, get some good nature in there too, because it’s still a precious day in your life. Even if it feels like this:

Wisdom by Bill Murray, life seen through the eyes as Phil Connors, (Groundhog Day):

When Chekhov saw the long winter, he saw a winter bleak and dark and bereft of hope. Yet we know that winter is just another step in the cycle of life. 

I like to say a prayer and drink to world peace.

“There is no way that this winter is ever going to end as long as this groundhog keeps seeing his shadow. I don’t see any other way out. He’s got to be stopped. And I have to stop him.”

. . . to world peace!