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2020 was a strident wake up call, 2021 needs to be the year we take action

I emerged from the warm cocoon of my apartment this morning and stepped into a chilling December fog. In the distance, the hills were barely visible. Some birds were chirping but were nowhere to be seen. As my boots made hesitant dents in the icy snow, I realised that this scene adequately sums up 2020—a year in which our entire human civilisation had to wade its way through a pall of smoggy miasma; a year of prolonged disorientation, coloured by perennial uncertainty.

While I hesitate to join the choir of voices decrying 2020 as a wretched fluke that tragically befell us and will finally terminate come 1 January, I certainly recognise the painfully bizarre and enervating character of this past year: people fleeing cities like New York and London en masse. Urban centres morphing into deadly hotbeds of infection. TikTok skits becoming the primary source of hope for millions. The US president calling on his fellow citizens to sip up bleach and have UV light-rays shot directly into their bodies.

I thought back to a moment at a Toronto airport in the first week of March—a mere few days before lockdowns were imposed and the world went utterly bananas—when I sat at a virtually empty hall, waiting to board an even emptier flight, and was hounded by the palpable atmosphere of panic that gripped the airport staff and the few frenzied travellers anxious to reach their destination. I remember thinking that this entire experience resonated more with a scene from The Handmaid’s Tale than with reality.

Undoubtedly, 2020 was a year of tremendous loss across the globe. With close to two million deaths worldwide and nearly 80 million confirmed cases of infection (and counting), the coronavirus pandemic has wrought unfathomable levels of devastation, particularly among the most vulnerable. But what has been all the more unsettling was the unsteady trajectory of the pandemic and the world’s reaction to it. Throughout the year, we were continuously teased by flickers of a life we recognised as restrictions tightened and loosened, as borders sealed and cracked back open, as people grew weary of abiding by regulations they, at times, did not even fully comprehend.

That said, like all things in life, 2020 constituted a complex and multi-layered phenomenon. Alongside the strife, there was growth. Opportunities arose contemporaneously with loss.

2020 was a strident wake-up call; one it would behove us to pay attention to.

Naturally, the COVID-19 pandemic would forever dominate the banners depicting 2020 to future generations. Not only did the virus result in unprecedented cases of disease and mortality rates across the globe, but it also brought world economies to their knees—spawning grave financial predicaments for millions, and introduced the rapid shutting down of borders in every continent—giving us a preview of what a world frequently beset by disasters would look like. The crisis has also illuminated the disastrous socio-economic inequities existing both within nations and among different countries and regions in the world (the apparent conundrum of how to provide people in the developing world with sufficient doses of the vaccine is yet another testament to that).

But none of these issues are novel byproducts of the novel coronavirus. Rather, the pandemic has only exacerbated and shot up to the surface with dizzying force numerous crises that were simmering beneath the surface.

The staggering rise of totalitarianism is one example, as long-standing authoritarians utilised the pandemic to consolidate power and accelerate their crackdown on human liberties. The unbridled greed of corporations and the illegitimate marriage between industry and state were also made painfully clear throughout the crisis, as governments bestowed their largesse on industry giants in the form of hefty bailouts—placing corporate welfare about the well-being of the public.

Then, the killings of several black people at the hands of the police in the US and a series of murders of black trans women over this past year had pried open the festering wounds of systemic racism, white supremacy, and colonialism. The disproportionate rates at which black and brown communities were decimated by the virus (as well as by the ensuing economic collapse and swelling eviction crisis) and their lack of access to healthcare services and relief during the pandemic served as further evidence of the overwhelming inequities and racism baked into the social fabric and political infrastructure in the US and beyond.

Finally, hovering over all of these crises like a dome of thick, unforgiving smoke is the ever-worsening calamity of environmental degradation. Over this past year, as our countries shut down and aeroplanes were grounded and cars vacated the streets—the retreating smog made acutely clear just how divorced we are from our surroundings, both our immediate communities and nature in general. Multiple pieces of research have thus far shown how pivotal is poor planetary health in sparking pandemics (including this one). Moreover, a flurry of record-shattering wildfires and hurricanes and floods and droughts and freak snowstorms throughout the year came as recurring yelps from the planet, which we’ve been tragically mistaking for a pit that we can mine, plunder and litter indefinitely.

Bearing all that in mind, a post-2020 ‘return to normal’ sounds alarming, seeing as normal was pretty darn insane, and certainly unsustainable. Normal was a ticking time bomb, just waiting to explode.

Another challenge that this year seemed to have exacerbated is the overwhelming, if not debilitating, sense of isolation and loneliness a great many of us grapple with. Gone were the days when hours of wallowing in virtual echo chambers and ignoring strangers at Starbucks could be bookended by a date or a dinner with friends or a visit with grandma, as months of COVID-19 lockdowns have introduced a physical dimension to our loneliness as well. Recurring quarantine orders had, quite literally, locked us up in confined spaces and forced us to confront ourselves with nowhere to escape.

For those of us who were fortunate enough to be able to work from home and maintain our sources of income over the past few months, the struggle has been primarily internal: rising mental distress and anxiety as we were being presented with our unmasked fears and desires and deep insecurities about ourselves and the world and the future. All the while, our familiar palliatives (namely—social media and Netflix) at times only exacerbated our sense of detachment and isolation. Many of us resorted to online shopping and relentless nude-swaps to silence the noise emanating from within, and flagellated ourselves for not being sufficiently ‘productive’. Fundamentally, we’ve been facing a swelling crisis of meaning.

But alongside the chaos of 2020, we’ve seen a great deal of progress, too. The advent of the virus has led to a dramatic proliferation of mutual aid initiatives across the world, and countless grassroots coalitions have come together to tackle socio-economic, environmental, and racial injustices. The tidal wave of anti-racist protests throughout the globe following the murder of George Floyd gave us hope that humanity is finally beginning to reckon with its bloody past and present and is shifting towards a more just mode of being.

And then there was the defeat of Trump in the 2020 presidential elections, which precipitated an outpouring of optimism throughout the US. While Biden is by no means an ideal candidate, and will have to be repeatedly pressured to deliver on his murky promises of change, his victory nonetheless signifies a rejection of nationalism and xenophobia by millions of Americans.

Sifting through the detritus of this past year, examining both the pricking shards and glittering gems, I see three main tasks facing us as a human society. The first is the need to envision a new ‘normal’ for ourselves that departs from the conventions we’ve upheld and accommodates, as much as possible, the unique circumstances of each person and group. Just like a snake slowing his dead skin, it’s time for us to relinquish old preconceptions about the world—economically, socially, politically, spiritually. We must train ourselves to challenge the status quo and espouse new ways of thinking that are based on our personal and communal experiences, as opposed to ones prescribed and imposed on us by institutions, governments, and advertisers.

Our second task is to delve deeper and learn to recognise ourselves as whole beings whose value isn’t determined by how much we acquire or the level of our popularity. Ultimately, true emotional, physical and spiritual equilibrium can only result from our ability to connect with the most profound objects of our love and dedicate ourselves to their pursuit. That includes our unconditional and uncompromising love of Self.

Finally, we must come to acknowledge our interconnectedness both with other humans and the planet as a whole. It may not always appear this way, but at the end of the day, we are all bound by a thick thread that ties us into one living organism; ever-evolving and interdependent. It isn’t for each of us to aspire to change the world at its entirety, but it is incumbent upon all of us to begin to recognise the inextricable links between our fates, and assume responsibility for our personal role in impacting world events—be it the oppression of Amazon workers or the decimation of forests or the erosion of democracies. Only from deep and genuine acknowledgement can a substantial, change-inducing action arise.

Treading carefully on the slippery hill, I began to see branches and bare twigs resolving out of the humid mist. I knew then that while it will surely be a long and painful process, we can still find our way out of the fog; we’re not too far gone. But for us to succeed we must approach it as a human project—a large enough mass of people banding together to achieve a common goal of prosperity and health; of survival.

I’ll conclude with a quote by Mary Oliver:

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting— 
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.” 

10 lessons we should take from 2020 into 2021

This has been quite the year. A year of unlearning and learning then relearning again. Of picking and unpicking the parts of our lives we want to keep and recognising what we actually don’t need.

A reckoning of breakdowns also shifted into breakthroughs (is it any surprise that during the lockdown, numbers seeking talking therapy went through the roof?) and we all at one point realised we needed a balance of good as well as bad news.

Much of 2020 was about letting go: of the roles we always play, of control, and of everything we’ve become accustomed to. 2020 became the year of understanding, instead of retelling the same narratives over and over again. And although life felt on pause, it still continued—we still lived and learned a lot. Here are the 10 things I’m taking from 2020 into 2021.

1. Grief is everywhere

In British and Western cultures, we don’t know how to deal with grief. We don’t talk about it and we don’t really ask each other how they’re dealing with it, without washing over the pain. We don’t give time for an outpour of grief, even during a pandemic.

Those who have lost loved ones have been overlooked every day. That grief is not just grief when it’s pink and fresh and new, it still remains grief once its various shades of grey bring an inevitable ‘new normal’.

I learned that we still don’t know to talk about death even in our mortal lives spent trying to be the most recognised, the most famous, the most living person in the room, with the hopes that we’ll be remembered forever. That grief that we felt in 2020 also includes living losses, of where we thought we should be going, and that space needs to be held and grieved over too.

2. “Joy is not made to be a crumb”

As Mary Oliver writes in Swan. We should rush to the good and be patient with the in-between as well as the bad. Joy is not to be reduced, it is not made to be a crumb! Pain is a part of life, as is illness, death, love, friendship, laughter, ease, change, joy and seasons, and we can’t have one without the other.

3. Getting through it

Getting through it, for the sake of getting through it, is enough. But no one wants to go their whole lives simply surviving. We have to live too.

4. Beauty is a morale booster

Our relationship with beauty may have changed—perhaps, we’ve realised that the face we put on is tethered to make others feel comfortable, instead of doing it solely for ourselves, but beauty itself is ever powerful when everything else is going to shit.

When British soldiers liberated the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp in 1945, a large consignment of lipsticks eventually made its way to the camps. There’s a reason why huge numbers painted their lips happily, imagining one day of being free: beauty is uplifting, it’s a morale booster.

It can give a moment of hope, while on other days, it can be a part of a routine that gets you up in the morning. Beauty brings you into the present and during 2020, pushed us to look hard at ourselves and who we really enjoy being when it’s solely for ourselves. It should never be underestimated.

5. Rest is a fundamental right, not a treat

So when we’re procrastinating, thinking about all the things we ‘should’ be doing, or could be doing, it’s not real rest. Rest is switching off in order to switch on and resync. It’s a love letter to yourself and a prerequisite. In order to love others and the Earth, you have to adore yourself first, and that begins with old-fashioned rest.

6. Eating your mum’s food solves everything

Learning passed down recipes continues to soothe the soul as well as large cups of ginger tea. Try it if you haven’t already.

7. Humans need each other more than we like to admit

We rush to what we perceive as safety, building homes from the same things. Whether that’s clapping at the same time on a Thursday night, baking the same kind of bread or watching the same show. Simply, we need each other.

8. Ignorance is not bliss

Even during a pandemic, black, brown and ethnic minorities suffer disproportionately due to their race, alongside the working class, poor, elderly and disabled. We have a bigger class, race and abilities gap that we like to ignore every day. We can’t keep continuing like this and into 2021, just because we have been so far.

9. All Black Lives Matter

Anti-racist reading doesn’t equate to systemic change and a black man should never have to die in order for change to happen. No life will really matter until all Black Lives Matter. We should always give our roses to the people we love while we can and while they’re still here.

10. Love is key, not likes

Technology, social media and crazes are the extra bits to life whereas the core should always be the people we love. As 2020 showed, the little things we have with one another are rarely just the little things.