For over a week now, I've slept fitfully at best. It's probably because I'm a guest in someone else's home and I miss my dogs. With the long work days of physically demanding catering all last weekend and only a handful of hours of sleep for the entire weekend, my body's defenses seem to be down...I'm tired and achy and sore and have a cold and a headache.... boo hoo.
And yet, even as I acknowledge that I am feeling run down physically and recognize that it affects me emotionally, I am in awe of the way our bodies are "fearfully and wonderfully made." On the one hand, I feel suddenly sad and just emotional. I want to cry because I'm so tired, but can't seem to sleep at night.
But on the other hand, I think how amazing it is that we are so intricately formed that our physical bodies can affect us mentally and emotionally and spiritually....and the other way around. Each part of us affects the other parts.
So I am putting into practice what I have been preaching. In spite of my feelings to the contrary, I choose to be happy and find something to rejoice in. I have to laugh at myself. I'm the queen of setting myself up for slams. I blame it on my self-deprecating humor. But earlier today, I wasn't watching my words...and I said to my friend, "Gosh, I look like crap." Then I caught myself and said, "No, I may feel really poorly right now, but I choose to say nice things to myself." At which my friend (though for how much longer is to be determined) snapped, "Yeah, but sometimes you just have to be honest with yourself. And the truth hurts!"
Uh, thanks, Buddy? So you agree that I look like crap? My...my...with "friends" like this who needs enemies?
Though I dropped into a bit of a funk for a few minutes today, I refused to stay there. It's my life and I want to live it to the full, not in pity parties, no matter how sick or run down I may feel. I read something from Ecclesiastes today that said something to the effect of: Eat, drink and be merry because you don't know how many days you have and life is worth living now!
Welcome to Happy Snowflake Dance!
It's my experiment in joyful, marrow-sucking living.
Inspired by George Santayana's poem,
There May Be Chaos Still Around the World
" They threat in vain; the whirlwind cannot awe
A happy snow-flake dancing in the flaw. "
My Mission: a daily journey into Openness.
I hope you'll come along!
" They threat in vain; the whirlwind cannot awe
A happy snow-flake dancing in the flaw. "
My Mission: a daily journey into Openness.
I hope you'll come along!
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