Today was a weird day. I woke up feeling fine, had coffee and breakfast. Hung out with Jim while he worked on the floor. We’ve run into so many problems: unlevel areas, fridge is too high, floor that’s not secured underneath….ugh. But one day at a time it’s getting there.
I think we are both learning discipline with this project because almost every day we curse the builders who cut corners when they built our house.
So getting back to the weird….later this afternoon, I hit a bit of a sad wall, not sure why. It’s strange how mental illness works; it lays below the surface for great lengths of time and then it surfaces without warning or reason.
Usually when this happens I retreat to my safe place (my bed) and wait for it to pass, but today I took a different approach. I went upstairs to my room, did about 30 minutes of calisthenics, had a to bath, practiced some yoga and then laid down into a Shivasna and meditated for 30 minutes and drifted off to sleep. When I woke up I felt amazing and refreshed and centered again. I could feel my muscles from my exercise and energized from my rest.
I can’t really explain what was bothering me or what made me feel better, I just know I learned the discipline of listening to my body and my mind and feeding it what it was asking for.