Forced Isolation 😳😔😬😌💛

Nothing great about being forced to do anything you wouldn’t freely do. A little over two weeks ago, most of you knew I had Covid. I contacted a few of you  to let you know of cancellations and I asked for you to get tested as well. Something about being forced to rest when you feel healthy is miserable…but something about being isolated from others because you aren’t healthy enough to be near them is heartbreaking. Atleast for me it was. I pride myself on taking measures and discipline practices to care for myself…so cancelling due to sickness wasn’t easy . Unfortunately, like most of us, I’ve learned twice now that Covid don’t give a two good shots about your health or your overall well being. Luckily, some of us, seem more immune than others…and if you’re one of the rare gems that have never had it, I sincerely pray you never do.

Forced isolation forced me to become friendlier with stillness. More acquainted with silence. It forced me to relinquish control over my body and rely solely on my spirit. Spirit forced my faith into overdrive with total reliance on the inner greater knowing of who I am in the I AM. Constant mediation allowed my thoughts to became one stream of consciousness of strength even with fatigue. Breathing techniques delivered me from what would’ve been full blown anxiety, while affirmations and bedtime asanas grounded me. I accepted sleep as an essential recovery process and not a punishment or reward.  I made no commitments to anyone for anything no matter who and what they were. I never lost my sense of taste or smell but with no appetite, I honored my senses with unbiased observance of what I consumed visually and auditorily. I revised the importance of family and most importantly for self, I remembered  that in the dark place is still the best place to grow. I grew within the cocoon of discomfort . Morphed  in a new way that only surrendering to forced isolation will do. Removing and refusing anything or anyone that keeps me comfortable or stagnant is my new vibe. I’m extremely grateful for that dark place because it showed me places where healing was heavily at work. I hope that you all continue your healing journey and that you isolate  every now and again before you’re forced to. Remember, there is still light in the dark and that light is you.

Love ya to life 💛

Terri BE