Stopped in My Tracks
I can always feel it coming.
I'm on top of my game - checking things off my to-do list, making every social engagement, hitting every workout at the gym - and I'm in major need of a pause.
Despite a regular meditation and yoga practice, sometimes I need to be stopped in my tracks. These past couple of days have been exactly that. I've napped on the couch, watched six episodes of "Intervention," read an entire book and napped again.
I've felt a bit of guilt creep up. The "shoulds," if you will. But as I get older I'm learning to respect my own natural rhythms. Much less hustle, much more flow. Even if that flow means I'm stuck on the couch for a couple of days.
Onto the next book.