I am afforded the luxury of having nothing expected of me…when I am sick. Better yet I expect nothing of myself. My recent ailment brought this insight to light. I gave myself permission to sleep in and wear sweats and play videogames and not do much of anything. The all too familiar voice of condemnation and nagging, reminding me that I should be doing more, was beautifully silent. After all I was sick. Anything productive I did was bonus. Although I wasn’t physically active, my mind continued to work. Some of my ponderings: What if the voice of condemnation, the voice that brings our inadequacies to light was silenced? What if we could accept that it is ok to feel inadequate? Most importantly, what if we could recognize that our value doesn’t come from what we produce? If the common cold is required to learn that lesson, then I wish a happy flu season to you and yours.
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