Today my body told me to slow the f*ck down and take a down day, but I’m stubborn. I dragged myself out of bed at around ten this morning, spent over an hour meditating, took a nap on the couch, had some coffee. By one, I was back at the computer dealing with some email and answering my texts and PMs. I shuffled some paperwork, shredded the shred pile. I washed the rugs in the kitchen. I told the exceptional spouse that I was going to vacuum and mop the kitchen floor, but I just couldn’t muster the energy to deal with it. I spent a lot of time nursing a sinus headache (it’s SPRING, and my allergies are going crazy) and finding ways to not get anything accomplished.
Then I did my cleansing meditation early and told myself I would be in bed by ten. But ten rolled around and I still had blog posts to catch up on and readings to do (which I still have to do after I’m done here.) I think today was an illustration of the stark reality of my situation and why I need to start picking which masters I’m going to serve. My body and mind need REST. If I don’t want my body to break down and start rebelling, I need to be more mindful of my time and how I spend it. No tarot or sigils today. I couldn’t be bothered.
Some days you just need a day off. That said, I’m off to do as many readings as I can manage.