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hello world, it's me, Zarozynia...
Given the bad head cold that started off this week, things went surprisingly well. I did give myself a lighter workload (and thank the gods I could) but I accomplished it and then some. I even got out for short walks for the last three days, read a bit of my book, and did some deeper dreamwork.
I have a solid first draft on my next big writing project and know where I am going with a few others. (and have a couple of other drafts that need working on when I can find the time and energy)
What I will say (and this is a reminder to myself) - I gave myself the space to be sick this week. I didn't push or press or prod. I napped for the first two afternoons with almost gleeful abandon and didn't get mad that no writing got done at all.
And then I let flow what needed to.
This is a lesson to my chronically ill self who seemingly knows how to take better care of herself when she is ill-ill than when she is flaring. And that is sad. I have even had a couple of really deep down moments this week and recognized and worked my way through them (with the help of my special friends tulsi and rose).
I'm honoring this. I did a good job with caring for myself this and with giving myself grace. But I also didn't wallow in it and I got right back up to start to do the work when I could.