Saturday, September 24, 2005
I God A Code *Sniff*
Woke up this morning and couldn't swallow. Also couldn't breath out my nose. Also had an earache.
Here are the things I am grateful for concerning this cold:
1. My boyfriend jumped into duty, smothering me with sympathy kisses and then running out to buy me oranges, Vicks VapoRub and Listerine. He then helped me steam myself and made me take some echinecea. Sigh. My angel.
2. That at least it is at its worst on a Saturday and I don't have to go anywhere or do anything or SIT IN ANY ANNOYING INTERVIEWS.
3. I get more time to stare at my website.
Why do we get sick? Seems like a scientific question, but I believe it is a spiritual one. Let us say the same cold virus is running through an office of people. Why do only some staff members 'catch' the cold, while others seem to stay immune? Why do some people seem to ALWAYS be the ones who 'catch' everything, while certain individuals seem untouchable by illness?
And how did a leader of a philosophy that taught the principles of health being a choice you make, end up dying to Cancer when it seemed to all of us that she was attempting to choose Life?
I know that I am sick because I am resistant to this job hunting stuff, sad about Candace, have deviated from my healthy eating regime as of late and am dressing for the outdoors like somebody who is in total denile that summer is gone.
I know that I will kick it totally when I am finally ready to release and accept that this is my current life situation and that it is, warts and all, beautiful.
OH, I am also grateful that we are no where near Hurrican Rita.
Ok, done now. Going to go let myself be sick...
...and see how many more of those smothering kisses I can bring my way.
*Sniff*
Here are the things I am grateful for concerning this cold:
1. My boyfriend jumped into duty, smothering me with sympathy kisses and then running out to buy me oranges, Vicks VapoRub and Listerine. He then helped me steam myself and made me take some echinecea. Sigh. My angel.
2. That at least it is at its worst on a Saturday and I don't have to go anywhere or do anything or SIT IN ANY ANNOYING INTERVIEWS.
3. I get more time to stare at my website.
Why do we get sick? Seems like a scientific question, but I believe it is a spiritual one. Let us say the same cold virus is running through an office of people. Why do only some staff members 'catch' the cold, while others seem to stay immune? Why do some people seem to ALWAYS be the ones who 'catch' everything, while certain individuals seem untouchable by illness?
And how did a leader of a philosophy that taught the principles of health being a choice you make, end up dying to Cancer when it seemed to all of us that she was attempting to choose Life?
I know that I am sick because I am resistant to this job hunting stuff, sad about Candace, have deviated from my healthy eating regime as of late and am dressing for the outdoors like somebody who is in total denile that summer is gone.
I know that I will kick it totally when I am finally ready to release and accept that this is my current life situation and that it is, warts and all, beautiful.
OH, I am also grateful that we are no where near Hurrican Rita.
Ok, done now. Going to go let myself be sick...
...and see how many more of those smothering kisses I can bring my way.
*Sniff*
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