“Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt crept in.
Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a new day;
begin it well and serenely, with too high a spirit
to be cumbered with your old nonsense.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
It’s been a rough couple of months as I’ve weathered another bout of glandular fever. Every project has been preceded and followed by naps, each day a fog of pain and exhaustion. But the past few days I’ve felt the fog lifting, the pain receding, my energy returning. And it is marvelous.
This morning I woke early enough to go for a wander in my gardens just as the sun rose over the fields. It felt so good to be outside, breathing in deeply of cool, rain-washed air, finding all sorts of beauties glimmering in the morning sunshine. I love this time of day with its exquisite light, so clear and clean and fresh. The world feels like a welcoming, magical place.
We’ve had glorious rains the last couple of days, and the gardens have surged back to life. Brittle leaves are lush and unfurled, blossoms bursting from their casings, tiny veggies emerging from soil that has been dry and barren for so long.
After feeling parched and withered for months on end, it is wonderful to see damp earth and dew-drenched flowers and know that the seeds and seedlings now have a fighting chance to produce delectable things for my winter kitchen.
With the return of rain and my energy, I’m excited to start dreaming and planning again. When you’re sick, days consist of The Essentials and little else. But now I get to make plans knowing that soon I will have the strength to follow through. That’s a lovely thing.
So today I’m moving gently through my day quietly working on things that have had to wait: cleaning closets, organizing my kitchen, getting seedlings out of their punnets and into my gardens.
It feels good to start this day “well and serenely, with too high a spirit to be cumbered with [my] old nonsense.”
Old nonsense. I like that. Illness isn’t nonsense, it’s just something that happens, but the accompanying frustration and discouragement are unwelcome companions on any journey. It feels good to thank them for dropping by, then wave farewell and breathe a sigh of relief that they are no longer hanging about.
What is lifting your spirits today? xo