We are hard on ourselves much too often. There are always things to be done. Things to tidy away, projects to be completed, things to be read, things to be mastered, people to see, phone or write to, things to be mended, washed, ironed etc etc. The guilt mounts up if we do not achieve all we set out to do.
Today was another bleak day. It wasn't as dramatic as in the photo above. The sky hung down like dirty white sheets above and the sun didn't get a look in. Uninspired, unmotivated and unable to keep my eyes open as I ploughed through another book to escape the monotony; I did what I should have done days ago.
I put my book aside, turned up the heating and curled up on the sofa under a warm blanket. I drifted in and out of sleep, quietly contented like a happy cat and I just stayed there.
After a considerable amount of time I awoke. I felt focused and rejuvenated and ready to ease myself back into the day.
The autumn season gives us the time to slow down, reflect and regroup. I am not going to be rushing around anytime soon. I am going to take advantage of this slowing down period and approach the festive season in a calm manner and not like the headless chicken that I usually do.