Are your guts falling out, nerves exposed? Are you having wild thoughts that strange things are growing out of every orifice and wonder if your joints can bear the weight? Maybe you walk through the door at the end of the day declaring how exhausted you are. If so, it may be well past time to give yourself a break.
These were the helter-skelter and somewhat irrational thoughts that raced through my mind as I stepped out onto my patio garden and noticed this rotting planter.
It made me laugh. After spending this past few months in hibernation myself, I realized this planter really did reflect why I needed to sleep for most of the winter. I felt overwhelming reluctance to get up. Anyone who has experienced this knows how diabolical it is to be depressed.
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I loved this, my dear sister. I cherish mental images of you and Dad (and indeed Ma) communing with the Garden Gods to evoke green cornucopia productions.
This is terrific advice, and I hope many of your readers take it to heart.
Very good times?
Thank you, I am happy to hear I am not the only one. Be well?
And you as well Georgia. Thanks for stopping by. Community is so important.
So wonderfully put and I have to say I agree with it all. I especially like “with each change I got to know myself better and put me in the right place at the right time.” This is so true, even though we don’t often realize it at the time. At six I wanted to be a teacher and when I do a class presentation, I am in my glory and feel my dream being realized. Thanks for this great post.
Yes, there are many ways to teach aren’t there. I remember working at YVR leading orientation classes for new hires, feeling confident and happy. I was too shy to be teacher at the time I might have pursued that career. What I have noticed now is just how much I love to guide and teach my granddaughters. So perhaps we have both gone full circle on that one. Cheers.
I feel guilty when I’m not ‘working’. Learning that ‘me’ time is not just enjoyable, it’s essential. Took me a while. Thanks for this post. It’s was very affirming.
So true, and good for you to understand that it’s ok to need rest. A friend of mine has taken up water colour painting as a mindfulness and very enjoyable break.
Took me almost a lifetime to return to my “6 year old” love of drawing and painting. Now a Ladybug is born.
Even when the hands prevent more physical creations, your love of making gorgeous art and appreciating art is in your heart and will never leave you. And your ladybug is legendary 🙂 xoxo
I learned a long time ago that if you don’t take time for yourself the Universe will find a way to make it happen.
You are wise Sheila!
Since I wrote this piece at the beginning of March, Covid 19 has sent us all home on a forced break. Nothing like having choice removed, but in this case I see it as a monumental opportunity for reflection and redirection, to open up our humanness to others, and a chance to set ourselves and this planet on a healthier course. Love to all suffering illness and loss. There is much to be learned here.