i went back to work today. wasn't too bad as it kept me busy but my mind did wander in meetings and i honestly couldn't give a stuff about advertising right now.
got a text from one of my best friends about the son she gave birth to yesterday. i am happy for her but will give myself a little time before i go visit.
tomorrow i am back to the docs and think i will start up the acupuncture again (wasn't for fertility but rebalancing and weight after coming off pill).
brave of you to go back to Bikram so quick, RW. I think I will give it a week before astanga. For some reason, I am dreading telling all the gym and yoga instructors who have been so supportive. I felt more comfortable telling people like that (or the woman at the health food shop) rather than many of my friends. But now I have to go through that one by one . . .
anyway, made a long list of stuff that i need to do and have been busy doing it and crossing stuff off which is helping.
Was flicking through a copy of a book called The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran that my old boss gave me (she was a total lentil-lover!)
and found these quotes:
On Pain
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.
On Sorrow
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Not remotely a religious person but it kind of made sense, at the time.