On my recent return to Canada, I took some photos of the sunrise as we chased it into the west.

As we flew above the cirrocumulus clouds, it really hit me that this experience – flying into the west above a layer of lake-like rippled cloud, or most any flying at all – would soon be coming to a screeching halt.

I wondered about how much of this virus situation we have done to ourselves. There is a densely packed underside to humanity, and we all know of it.

Part of that underside is our insatiability.

There never seems to be enough money, food, clothes, cars, trips, technology … toilet paper, to satisfy us. We usually seem to need more, more, more of whatever it is, and sometimes, because of this, we are releasing things that we do not understand or respect, even tiny little things, like viruses. Are we simply just ignoring this? Flying above it?

Is this Earth’s way of slowing us down? Of forcing a break? Is Earth finally getting a much-deserved rest?

What do you think?