Taking care of oneself

Yesterday, I went for a walk and the wind was blowing. It was amazing to hear the different sounds it made. I could hear the wind in the trees across the field, and in the trees behind me. When I turned my head, the wind was right in my ear. Each sound was distinct. I could see the wind bending the new blades of grass, but I couldn't hear a sound from the wide open field. I stood next to a young cedar tree, just a few years old. A baby, really, but growing tall. It's branches were soft and gentle against my face. Yesterday it was the wind, ever the wind. And I stood and listened and listened and listened.

It's a curious thing about taking care of myself. It always feels like it will take so much time, so I put it off. Stillness? Who needs stillness? I've got too much to do! So I plowed into my busy schedule, finishing client projects, tending to my family, taking care of all the details of the holidays. And I wore myself out.

Now I still have client projects and family to tend to. The holidays are over, but taxes are upon me (one of the many perks of working for oneself - taxes are due 4 times a year). But this time I decided to take care of myself first. I write and walk and listen in the mornings. Then I get on with the rest of my work.

Amazingly, the work is all getting done! And I feel like I'm replenishing myself bit by bit each day. I used to think I didn't have time to take care of myself. Now I realize I can't afford not to.

Oh look! The sun is rising. What incredible colors! Time for that walk - a window is just not enough on a day like this. I've got to be out in it.

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That was one spectacular sunrise - yellows, oranges, pink, purple, blue. A symphony of color across the entire sky. I had no idea taking care of myself could be so much fun!