One of the techniques I use to explore my inner world is writing with my non-dominant hand, in my case, the left hand. It is slow going, which gives time for insights to flow through. It also is a good tool for concentration, because I do want what I output to be legible.
This bout of sciatica has given me huge insight into loneliness. This is not something that has troubled me much in the past. Pain is very isolating. I'm missing pickleball, swimming and golf and the many friends that go with those activities. My husband works part-time, and I don't care for him being away. Our sweet dog Barney is often my only company, and I am so grateful for that angel of love. I see how loneliness can lead to mental issues like depression or cognitive decline. I can't say at the moment that I am grateful for these insights, but hopefully such will make me more compassionate toward myself and others.
One minute at a time,
Leta
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My guess is that is Mt. St. Helens, seen on our flight from Seattle to Wichita |
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