It is funny how “catching a cold” grounds me to the present moment by continually reminding me of my “unhealthy” physical condition. It is hard to move past the barrier of “pain” that being sick creates. In our healthy moments, the body disappears (for the most part), while under the condition of sickness, it becomes a subject of woeful rumination.
In these times, I am reminded of the fragility of the body and the delicate condition of health. Being healthy is indeed a gift. And, in some ways, being unhealthy is also a gift if only for it’s power of reminding me that I indeed do exist through a physical body, one that weakens with age and one that needs to be taken care of.
As the weather shifts and the coldness of winter approaches, take care of yourself.