I’m not one to do anything half-heartedly. And I enjoy a good challenge. So when I started packing for moving my home and my work from New Hampshire down to Cape Cod, that naturally wasn’t enough: I needed to spice up the experience by contracting this respiratory flu that’s rampant throughout the U.S. and Europe right now.
I’m well into Week Two of it now and still sound like I’m perfecting a trained seal routine.
One learns a lot when one is sick. One learns how much effort it takes to do things that one normally takes for granted. I sit and look at groceries on the counter, papers on the worktable, magazines on the chair, and the effort it will take to deal with them is overwhelming to even think about, much less perform.
Oddly enough, my helplessness is opening my heart. It’s opening my heart to the delight in movement, now that I can’t move very much. It’s opening my heart to the joy of clear thinking, now that all my thoughts seem muddled. it’s opened my heart to the freedom of mobility, especially now that I am once again living by the ocean and long to go explore what the sea brings in every morning.
Perhaps we all need a time like this, a step back from everything that we take for granted, an opportunity to really understand the wonder of all we have.
In the meantime, though … back to the tea and ginger!
– Jeannette Cézanne
www.JeannetteCezanne.com
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The same perspective comes during long power outages.
Hope you feel better soon and can get out to stroll the shoreline!
Comment by Carolyn Haley — April 1, 2008 @ 8:18 am