I have a lousy cold. It's *just* a cold, but I feel wiped out, beyond listless, unable to speak (people on the phone keep asking me if they woke me up) and unable to think. I spoke to my sweet daughter Pami. She said my body is purging itself of all that is unwanted, cleaning house so to speak. So my perspective changed. I now feel joyful! And I see my ordinary struggle to get through the day as less burdensome and more in the *necessary* column, getting all the clogged areas open. You can't control the wind, but you can adjust your sails...
Andi 