Stay Home, Stay Ewaka

Throughout human history, we have carved a personal space for ourselves. In the prehistoric era it was a cave hidden out of sight, in our time it’s a man-made cave with a place for cooking, entertainment, guests and sleeping. The idea of a home has always been a part of our existence for several reasons. 

A home provided our hunter-gatherer ancestors a place of safety from predators and unfamiliar groups. It was a shelter from harsh weather and uncertain climate. That is why home is where the heart is. It has always been a place where our hearts rejoice, relax and be ourselves. The Covid-19 lockdown around the world has once again reminded us of the safety of our homes. Only this time the enemy does not carry a gun nor is it a big bad predator. It’s a minuscule virus that has so far caused massive damages.

Though COVID-19 has completely appended our lives, it has also reminded us that we have homes. We have places of refuge in times of uncertainty. Not all of us are lucky enough though. We have seen the news of refugees seeking new homes across barren deserts and deep seas. Risking it all for something we all took for granted until a little string of biological code reminded us to stay home.

So many of us have taken up new hobbies or reignited our forgotten passions. Rather than seeing this moment as an unbearable prison. So many of us have opened up to the idea that #StayingHome is an opportunity to catch up on sleep, relax or explore books we have been meaning to read. Writing poems we have been putting off for years. Sometimes it’s just finishing that last season of money heist that does it. 

Since January, we have gotten a second chance to reconnect with ourselves again. Yes! It took a global crisis to thrust us into a collective moment of introspection. We should value it nonetheless because it has reminded us of what we care about the most. Friends, Family, colleagues, neighbours, countrymen and fellow human beings.

For now, though, stay home and prepare for the moment we will embrace each other again. Eventually, we will share a beer overlooking lake Victoria. Telling stories of the year we thought the world was coming to an end. Yes! It will feel like home and we will rejoice together. 

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