I was so envious of Sheba this morning. There she was, asleep on the rug, not a care in the world, not a tense bone in her body – at perfect ease.
That’s the state I am seldom in. But I am improving. I’m reading Lissa Rankin’s book, Mind Over Medicine and becoming more aware of how I am living and my un-ease. It’s not all about doing the proper things like diet, exercise and genetics. There’s much more.
There’s our attitudes, moods and a thing call happiness that affects our health and our ability to heal ourselves. I did not know that I was living in a constant state of distress until I left the world of nursing – code Blues, stats, call bells and bedpan alley.
Now I know and it is the next morning.
I listened and heeded my body and went to bed instead of finishing this post last night. I needed sleep and knew if I stayed up, sleep might escape me. And I have slept well in the night and up early this morning. I drank my lemon water and did my qigong routines, guiding my body and mind into ease for the coming day.
The birds are singing, the sun is shining. Sheba is resting after our romp in the park. I will leave her sleeping self be. I could learn to relax myself watching her.
I sipped my tea, thinking of how I will weave my story for the Friday Fictioneers post. Life is good. I can relax. It is okay.
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Oh! I’ve been struggling with the same thing, Lily. I found out that I was grinding my teeth in my sleep, and it was suggested that I “eliminate some stressors.” . . . . easier said than done, but my body is trying to tell me something!
She looks absolutely adorable! I don’t think I’ve ever seen my dog asleep, I’ve seen her pick up a plant pot in her mouth, throw it and then chase it, but asleep… I suppose she does enjoy sunbathing sometimes. Perhaps she’s been asleep and I simply haven’t noticed.
Carol, my dog is almost 8 yrs. old. I can’t remember if I ever caught her sleeping when she was younger. She was a handful…very happy and energetic.