And just touching this place this morning. Easing in.
It’s been nearly three months of quiet. Leonard has often lain here in the library, on his rug. I would think sometimes it was a gentle coaxing. But this time away from it all has been good for me.
A couple of times over the past years my doctor has asked me to consider taking time away in the hospital – to really get away from all the self-induced pressures and reset. From one perspective, I was offended she thought I was so very ill. From another, it seemed like a rich (wo)man’s self-indulgence and that made me terribly uncomfortable.
As it is I am privileged with a long summer vacation. And this year, quite unintentionally, I didn’t use it to write a book or improve myself in any way. I slept for eight weeks. Three-hour naps, early to bed, late to rise. Mindless television and exercise. All body, no mind. I shoved the guilt from my thoughts. I grieved. I properly grieved so many things.
Then I got up and cleaned house – every sock, every paperclip in place.
I am ready now for whatever is next.
Glad you are taking care of yourself. Rest is as important as accomplishment when one is a creative. And you surely are that. Best wishes.
Thank you so much!
What are the choices? Some days they are what has already been chosen. Right now, more body than me choosing I think. Your voice, more than familiar, is welcome back. At your pace and choice, yes Ren.
Thank you, Neil! And it is really very good to return to find your voice here!
Wonderful to hear your voice again, dear Ren. After 3 hours sleep last night, your holiday to me sounds like heaven. Keep looking after yourself. There is nothing more important, after all. We need self-care to be able to care for others. Rx
We must have been riding the same witch’s broom Sunday night. 3 hours for me as well. I hope you slept well last night! Can’t wait to catch up – or rather – catching up at a quiet, easy pace actually.