Starting the year with no resolutions and no plans for 2011 that I was prepared to sign in blood - that turned out to be a good thing. I had sunk low into my winter depression (by the way tweeters, check out the #whatstigma hashtag) and quietly thought that the best I could do was to get myself through January. Then - come February and imbolc, and Brigid bringing back the light, and spring festival and its sweeping away of bad luck from the previous twelve months (and 13 years of being nicotine-free!) - I'd come up with something to take me through to March.
It worked. I started off with some daily gratitude but found myself wondering to whom or what I was grateful. I don't have a deity to thank and what I mean when I talk about the Universe is something akin to intention, love, spirit and magic. So I stopped the gratitude and just quietly appreciated.
I have practiced Reiki in some way every day of January, bar two. Meditation, self-treatment, distant healings...a Reiki practitioner benefits from the flow whoever and whatever she's connecting to and I have. I hope this daily practice will continue. I'm aiming for another 28 days.
I got active and re-started my Couch to 5k runs. Not with huge success but I'm not giving up. It feels good and I found a couple of endorphins down the back of the sofa.
I hired a SAD light and it completely and utterly changed my brain. Seriously. I will never again go without a therapeutic light in winter.
Guest-posting for Susannah gave me a kick up the backside and suddenly I have all sorts of creative stuff going on. That has been one of the biggest boosts of all. The rediscovery of the very 'analogue' pencil and sketch pad has been a particular pleasure.
So 1/12 of 2011 has been okay. That's not to say there haven't been some shocking things happening in my personal world and the wider one, but I didn't hit bottom and stay there. I got through the worst month with some momentum to spare and that's all I asked of myself.
And you know what? I feel better than good. I feel proud of myself and what I've achieved. I'm feeling some fire, some inspiration. And in the slowness I have had space to feel supported by family, friends and the spirits that guide me.
Movement, necessarily small, saved me from stagnation, toxicity and the loss of light. My word for February: forward.
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