TALES FROM THE BOBBI LAMA

When I grew up in the northeast, anytime we had a snow day, it felt heaven sent! I would be so excited by a surprise day off from school, that I would get up ridiculously early and go right out into the snow (mittens, boots, coat, hat, and scarf over my pajammas) for the thrill. I so appreciated a day when nothing was expected of me. It was all mine! And today, as I knew the tropical storm was to make landfall in my area, I felt freed once again. I’ve been dealing with vertigo and finding it hard to find a part of my day where the dizziness was gone enough to do any errands. And now as I write it is a Sunday, with even less expected than most days of the week. I woke up thinking all I need to do is rest, enjoy a good book, heal my body, and find peace. (Is that all??)

I realized first thing this morning how hard it is for me not to set goals, or not to make a plan for my body, mind, or spirit. Somehow, being productive was the rule of law growing up, and I have to work on not feeling guilty when I “take the day off.” But today I did. I dealt with guilt head on as a waste of time and waste of head space. I have enjoyed being in the present moment today, all day long, feeling the delightful benefits of rest and peace. Best of all, I have learned to easily justify a day of taking care of me even without a tropical storm to give me permission!