I’ve been awfully tired lately. The kind of I-just-can’t-seem-to-summon-the-energy to do what I want to do. Maybe it’s a virus, or hormones, or perhaps even the change of seasons. Or, wait, it’s probably the fact that my children keep waking me up at night. (Sigh.)
Anyways, I decided that I needed to do a little retreating. So, this week, I’ve given myself a pass to miss a deadline (yup, it’s true.) I’ve let the house get a little messy (ok, so I’ve re-washed the same load of laundry three times because I keep forgetting about it.) I’ve slowed down my writing. And I’ve had a quiet, non-social week (outside of my busy household, that is.)
Sometimes, we simply need to retreat.
And I was thinking (on this holiday of trickery) how tempting it is to keep tricking ourselves into doing more, when we feel like doing less.
We want the flows, but we resist the ebbs.
And yet, the ebbs are the coming-back-to-ourselves. It’s our re-grounding. It’s slowing down enough to listen to the messages that we might otherwise blow right by.
So, I am resting. And non-doing. Well, as much as I can get away with, that is.
Happy Halloween to you and yours. May you enjoy the treats – and the retreats – yet to come.
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