And #4.), (which is what I think is the most important thing that I have done):
I stopped doing a lot of things and I honored the invitation that winter presents us with every year.
After blowing my adrenals by working out too hard (I was channeling my frustration and anger into my sessions), I stopped working out altogether. I pulled in, and rested a lot. I have read a lot of books in bed at nap time and before bedtime, and I have been shamelessly consuming all 9 seasons of the HBO series, “Shameless.”
Sitting on my butt, in Burt’s warm office, rubbing his leg while tapping out of the drama that is my life and into another family’s dysfunction and comedic antics has been a goddess send. I have been allowing myself to relax in a way that I haven’t done in years. (And, I have to admit that, as my binge watching approaches the show’s current 9th season, I am already beginning to miss the Gallagher family in my daily life.)
I go to bed early and I have been choosing to sleep in in the morning, versus getting up and going for my pre-dawn walks. I am cleaning and care-taking less too, and am saving certain housecleaning duties for someone else to do. I am honoring that my time and energy is just too precious to continue to spend on specific tasks.
For those of us who struggle with a loss of appetite that can accompany feelings of depression, anxiety and overwhelm, I found myself intuitively eating a higher fat content – such as adding a lot of fresh whipped cream to my morning coffee ritual – during this cold, winter season. Due to all of this, I have gained weight. My curves are back as I have put on a “winter coat.” 😉
In times of stress, gaining weight can be one of the most loving gifts we can give ourselves.
Go ahead, friend.
Take up space.
You are entitled.
(Just like me.)