Different Rhythm

These have been long days.....with little else other than knitting, rocking, looking out of the window, dreaming. It should have been blissful, but the truth is, post-flu, I have been forced to slow down to "stillness" and it has been painful. While I watch a storm of work and washing grow around me. I asked the Universe for a complete break, thinking of long walks and deep breathing, and this is what I got, a big viscious germ invading my body. File note: be more mindful of precise wording next time. But today I am noticing a new rhythm entering me, and it is slower, calmer, ocean time. I bet that all the jobs will shrink to fill this new amount of time. I'm thinking that everything will get done. And if it doesn't, it didn't need doing so badly in the first place. As Kesty says, "my pace is slow...." - a mantra repeated over and over.....and I am beginning to believe it. Oh joy.