Having spent the past three days on planet poorly, I am gradually returning to planet earth and wondering what hit me. It was probably the tuna that was one day past its sell-by rather than the solar storms but whatever it was it has given me plenty of opportunity to rest and sleep rather than think, plan or ruminate.
At times like these we need to let go and allow our body wisdom to take over.
My mind has a tendency to overanalyse and ask why I’ve attracted illness at this moment in time, what does it all mean? My body just gets on with doing what it has to do to restore health, and if that involves knocking me out for three days, so be it.
My heart says treat it as a gift – three days to do nothing but allow my body to heal, with no pressure or need to do anything at all. Of course it helps to have an absolute angel for a husband, who will make sure I’m OK without fussing around me, and it also helps that I didn’t have to cancel any work commitments. I’m also lucky enough to have friends who are willing and able to send me healing energy.
So I’m blessed. Perhaps that’s what this is all about – an exercise in gratitude. For a body that works so efficiently, for a wonderful, loving husband, for supportive friends, for life that goes on, no matter what.
I do believe the body communicates with us via aches and pains and symptoms, which just get worse if we don’t listen. Hopefully in slowing down and letting go, I’ve listened to mine.
Now it’s telling me, that’s enough. You need another rest.
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