Well, That Came Out Of Nowhere

Last week, I slept for three days straight, or that is what it felt like.

A forced "stop" by the Universe in the form of some virus.

I haven't been sick like that for quite a few years now and it really snuck up on us.

Monday, I woke up with a slight headache and a feeling that we would be going downhill quickly.

Our little girl had been unwell over the weekend and I knew we'd caught whatever she had.

As Monday went on, my headache grew and by 7pm, it was a migraine.

By 7:30pm, I was asleep.

Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday were an absolute blur. Like I said, I basically slept for three days straight. Trying to keep my eyes open while the migraine persisted wasn't even an option.

Everything was put on pause. All of my plans for the week, doctor's appointments, readings that needed to be recorded and sent, writings and musings swirling around my head – halted.

The only thing that mattered was resting and listening to my body.

Sometimes this feels counterintuitive. The conditioning starts to rear its ugly head and we feel guilty about giving ourselves what we need because we should...

... keep working.

... write more.

... tidy up.

The list of things to do will always be there. The pressure unspoken.

And yet, the greatest thing we can do in these moments is honour ourselves and our bodies. To trust that everything will be taken care of in due time, but now is the time to stop.

Now it's time to rest.

Time to honour yourself.