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It is the day after the day that celebrates love, and when it comes to celebrating Valentine’s Day we are either awakening on one side of the bed, or the other.

The sun has risen again, and a new day has begun, no matter what yesterday looked like, it is history. Intriguingly enough, the most viewed post of this week was one word, and not a word that most would list as describing the day of love. The post titled, alone was the number one, but don’t think it is a downer, or pathetic, or fatalistic. Quite the contrary!

Also this week :

Quiet Rest
(how a sick day can become a sabbath in disguise)

More Than Just Cake
(we need more than cake … we need icing too)

Midlife
(midlife is not just about looking back, but also looking forward)

Valentines Day
(love, it means more than we think)

Blessings to you this day,
Carole

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After a week of feeling … blah,

7b32b5a57880df49cb6ca71783fc3d00I had to give in, and admit it,

I was sick.

You know that feeling …

  • muscle aches
  • feeling like it is nap time all day long
  • warm drinks being the most satisfying
  • head feeling like it just might explode

But,

there was so much to do!

and I had made it almost to the end of the week!

All week I had been pushing through because to call in sick is to throw the ‘norm’ to the wind for the students I work with, and norm is what they need most. Now, don’t go thinking I am so very altruistic … after all, I am writing about taking a sick day!

So, there I was, Friday morning, and my get up and go was no where to be found. So, I did what needed to be done, made notes for whoever was to fill in for me, and called my supervisor to let her know that I would be a no show.

Then to sleep I returned (after awaking hubby … I am, after all, his alarm clock … or clanging gong).

Sleep in the day has far more healing power than any over the counter cold remedy. It is as though it is the cure for the common cold. Perhaps because it is a deprivation of rest that makes us most vulnerable to falling flat in the first place.

When I emerged, mid morning, from my restful slumber, I encountered what can only be described as utopia.

silence

Not a sound, but the soft snoring of my middle-aged beast who was sprawled out at my bedroom door.

In a house of six people, three teens, one young adult, a hubby and myself silence is a rare thing. There is always music, pots clanging, showers running and shouts from room to room (or floor level to floor level).

This particular sick day, I got to experience the beauty of silence being golden.

It stopped me in my tracks.

It removed muscle tension better than any massage therapist named Helga.

It cleared my muddied brain faster than a morning cup of brew.

It gave me what I needed most …

to be

s  t  i  l  l

No noise, no movement, no pulling away from my center … but to be emptied of all that competes for my attention, and to be filled to over-flowing with the peace of just God.

It only lasted a few minutes before my background-noise-loving hubby returned to work in his home office,

but, those moments were worth the sick day

those moments were

g  o  l  d  e  n

“The world has changed enormously since I first gave the command to be still and know that I am God. However, this timeless truth is essential for the well-being of your soul. As dew refreshes grass and flowers during the stillness of the night, so My Presence revitalizes you as you sit quietly with Me.” -Jesus Calling by Sarah Young

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