For a couple and a half days this week I was ill. I think it was a vestibular migraine, nasty as it raged. And the world did not stop. I watched the sun from indoors for two days and the world did not stop. My son brought me a water bottle with an internal straw so I could drink lying down, and the world did not stop. I still chatted to the car mechanic about the service and MOT, and arranged for the shopping to be collected, and the world did not stop.  

I think I have pushed myself too hard lately and, a bit like not knowing if it will burn until we stick our hand into the flame, I wonder when I will learn my lesson. The world keeps turning whether I push too hard or whether I rest.  

On day one I stayed in bed, there was no choice. On day two I was back up and I felt incredibly low. Physically 90% better but my mood was dragging its knuckles on the ground.

On day three I woke thinking “not again, how long will I feel like this?” After a shower and clean clothes, more brightness came and then the door went. It was the stand-in postie who I hadn’t seen in a couple of weeks and he asked after my crows and mirror, and I asked after his haircut as he’d gone from long to short! When I came back inside, a veil had lifted and the world was so much clearer.  

What is the purpose of my blethering on today? It’s to say that often that little connection, however small, has the power to change your entire day. So don’t settle for acceptance when you have a little something in the tank. Step a foot somewhere and see if you can change things, even just a degree.

A peaceful Saturday to you.

Love from 

The room above the garage

A Moodscope member