Do you feel it? The tug of January's end, immersed in the depths of winter, the weight of too cold days and not enough fresh air? Though I've been happily marching through these dreary months, raising my spirits with short bursts of travel and long days of creative inspiration, this last week slowed me down; and not the intentional slow living I strive for.
Last week, I enjoyed five glorious days off work. Though these unpredictable, seldom-planned mini-vacays are frustrating at times, I equally embrace them with open arms. The problem lies in my loss of schedule, lack of a routine, and general forgetfulness of the nourishment my body and mind needs. Each day, I woke up at 8am and worked passed midnight as if tethered to my sewing machine. I'm embarrassed to tell you how many showers I did or did not take. The work I did, extraordinary. Rarely do I have such an uninterrupted stretch to work out my mind's ideas and connect those thoughts to hands.
Yet it's in these treasured days that I push my body too hard and feed it too less. Motivation to cook a full meal, to exercise, to nap is pushed aside to squeeze every possible second from these days off. Tears sprang to my eyes Monday at the thought of another random bagel, a handful of yogurt-dipped pretzels, Crystal Light. A meal, I longed for. That and someone to share it with.
I'm wondering, dear friends, how you cope with running off schedule or a dreary winter's day that strips you of motivation needed to nourish yourself and your family. These are the days that I eat baked potatoes each night, whatever I can grab from the fridge each morning. What are the recipes you turn to, the practices, the exercises that you can summon with little effort that steer you back to course, back to meaningful living, re-centered in a life you love?
|my recycled book journals salvaged from our local recycling center.|