Saturday morning coffee

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I just did a podcast and talked about niksen. I even started a book called “Niksen the Dutch Art of doing nothing” from the library.

I was really trying to see how I could add more down time to my life as I am pushing myself to walk about 3000 steps a day and get some crafting in daily, journaling was at least 45 min a day and household chores, full time job and the works. I was getting tired. Not losing weight , not having good blood sugars and I was not feeling great.

Work has been very busy and difficult. I had some help from coworkers but they were busy too. Then something weird happened.

I got the norovirus out of the blue last Tuesday afternoon. One by one my coworkers are being infected.

Talk about everything going full stop in your life. I haven’t been this ill since I had Covid. I literally came home from work and then sat in a chair, or went to bed. My husband got me some tests (negative on Covid or flu), some chicken soup, soda and meds. And I haven’t been able to function since. Today big test is writing this blog. I literally could barely carry on a conversation.

My coffee doesn’t taste like poison this morning and I am hoping that a few dry organic bobo muffins agree with me. I have to say it has been so weird. The mind plays such a weird tape over and over in your head…. I have been thinking I have to be doing something! I can’t sit here and rot! I am not ready for the holiday and since I haven’t got everything done it can’t be done. You know those kind of thoughts? No? Maybe it’s just me.

I had a clear moment when I decided I could sit, sipp fluids, sleep and heal. So I did. I watched a few shows. Napped. Crochet a few grey rounds on my grannies. And I did nothing else. Since last Tuesday at 5 pm. I am serious besides daily showers which were a monumental task , I have done nothing. I learned the world didn’t stop turning. Work is fine without me and falling out of society for a week may be something we all should do more often.

My body has a way of telling me what I need to do so I listened for once. I stopped journaling and I didn’t get my countdown to solstice calendar going beyond day one. I am going to start it back up today , or tomorrow or possibly Monday and then really dig into some information I found about the ancient celebration of both yule and solstice. I love history so much this seems to help solidify the importance of the season as it has always been thru the ages as well as personal spiritual/religious beliefs about the season as well.

I am definitely counting down the days until the sun returns! We haven’t it much for weeks. And did I say we have been inundated with snow? Yes, we sure have. I am craving the need to stand in the sun for a few minutes like a plant in spring.

I am feeling better overall and I am sure I will get back to a slower routine and work week. I have a few plans over the holiday however, I will be living at just a slower pace. Again. This modern life is not meant for us to be living like we’re automatic machines as D Michelle Perry says so eloquently.

I am going to think about healing from this. I should be well by the time planned Christmas festivities begin. And I how to finish reading the book about Niksen!

ps if you are ill stay home no holiday party, event or celebration is worth spreading illness. If you are out and about wash you hands more often than you think. Take whatever precautions you need be cause norovirus is brutal

Vicki

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