I'm still learning about the power of the mind-body connection. It's amazing to me that over a period of stressful time, how the muscles can actually clench onto stress, onto feelings and emotions, onto worry and fatigue. I can wake up aching all over and not really know why. Then when those feelings have release, or fear is relieved, how the body can make all sorts of signs of this.

I cry. I cry when I'm happy, when I'm overwhelmed, when I feel a danger or worry has passed, when someone is "out of the woods", when I just feel lighter, but limp. I feel weight lifted, but the toll it has taken on my carrying it as well.

I think it wasn't until I began to exercise regularly that I learned though I'm not an exercise lover, I do like how I feel after I do it. It is important, perhaps, to remember to incorporate it even when things are difficult, and I don't think I really want to do it. It would have made me feel better this past week. I really get out of my head when I work out, it's so methodical for me, and that is a comfort.

Like washing dishes. I can let my mind roam. Speaking of which, I have a sinkful now.