This little cherub you see in the photo on the right is my almost 2-year-old son, Teddy. Monday morning, I had just finished putting on his shoes and was just about to put on his coat so we could head out to his daycare. And then – sorry, there’s no delicate way to say this – Teddy vomited on my face.
I fastidiously take Vitamin D and probiotic supplements and take a lot of pride in the fact that I have caught only one bug my kids have brought home this winter – a dramatic improvement over winters past. But sometimes the vomit just hits you in the face. Fast forward 24 hours, and I am laid out with the very same stomach virus.
Holy toilet bowl, did I feel awful. Luckily, Teddy had made a miraculous recovery and his sister had no signs of infection, so off they went for the day to their respective schools and I could be sick without having to also take care of anyone else. (I am so thankful for this.)
I managed to gather my computer, a cup of ginger tea, and the phone, and set myself up on the chaise, planning to get some work done. I even wrote out a to-do list. Then my body said, “Not so fast, lady.”
No matter how many pillows I used to prop myself up, I just didn’t have the energy to hold my head up or keep my hands on the keyboard. I looked at that to-do list and started to get upset — I’m in the midst of revamping my business (see below for more details!) and have plenty of i’s to dot and t’s to cross. But then all that fretting caused my head to loll back, literally. I ended up giving in to the lethargy and took a nap, at 9:30 a.m., no less.
Inspired by Wayne Dyer’s The Power of Intention, which I’ve been reading for the last several weeks, I thought to myself, “I’m so tired because my body is working so hard to make me well. The more I can roll with it, the faster I’ll be well.”
I ended up taking another nap later that afternoon, and was in bed by 9 that night. And wa la, I woke up the next morning feeling like my old self. Now, clearly, this wasn’t a long-lived virus. Teddy got over it in 24 hours too. But he’s a kid who sleeps 14 hours a day. I’m 42-year-old who averages 6-1/2 hours a night — no comparison. (And more on how I’ve been working on upping that nightly sleep time in a future post.)
And then I was cruising the blogosphere this morning and found this post from Priscilla Warner, author of the memoir Learning to Breathe. In it, she is introduced to two Buddhist lamas. They encourage her to keep traveling to spread the word about her book, which details how she spent a year meditating (among other soul-soothing pursuits) and what she learned. When she lamented that all the traveling she’d been doing was wearing her out, one of the lamas replied, “The whole world is slowing down. Oil prices are dropping, economies are slowing…It’s fine to slow down sometimes.” Amen, Mr. Lama.
Sometimes slowing down is the only option that makes any damn sense, no matter what your inner productivity addict may tell you. May we all have the wisdom to recognize when those times are, without having to get puked on first.
Take care and keep breathing,
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