A Practice blog from my wife.

Sometimes the best place is just where you are, because just where you are is incredibly special - it’s the place to be .

Often we imagine that we want to do something particular , to go some other place, to be doing some other thing. It is probably the motivating factor to movement!

But when you have ME, life changes in its nature. It has to become much more simple and totally and utterly flexible. What you want ,hope ,imagine or think you want to do ,are not necessarily achievable or possible for you any time soon or ever, even simple things, like washing your hair, having a bath, going to a restaurant, walking down your street, posting a letter or making a phone call. Even seeing the sun rise.

Life then may seem utterly frustrating, totally hopeless and almost impossible to bear, and it is like that if you cannot enter into every moment and say thank you God, this is an opportunity, not a limitation. I don’t have to do that particular thing afterall, I will do whatever it is I can achieve right now, even if that is, in appearance ,absolteluy nothing. To not do anything is a way to find inner peace and calm. It is infact to bless the universe and all people even if you can’t get out to meet any of them.

My husband is one such person who approaches each day with enthusiasm and excitement. He has to be infinitely flexible because I cannot predict anything I can do. He has to be spontaneous. He has to respond in the moment or the moment is lost often. Yet he always does this with the most beautiful radiant smile on his face. He always looks for the highest path in any moment. He always and I mean always responds in love ...and it is that which has made all the difference to me coping with my illness. I desperately wanted to go out today. There were about twominutes if that , when it seemed I possibly could go.

Unfortunately he was unavailable and I ended up back in bed unable to breathe, unable to stand or sit even and completely dizzy and disorientated. Realistically , of course , I could not have gone out anyway , i would have got in the car and 2 seconds later , even if I had got that far , he would have had to stop and turn back and I would have ended up in bed anyway.

Disappointment can alwaysbe turned to joy though, when held in the heart of love - and truly that is where he holds me - for he waited and he held me and when I was able , he made me a lovely snack and a cafetiere of piping hot coffee and we sat in our ‘Cottage Cafe ‘garden - and we had such a lovely precious time. No other place would have done. We were here all the time. And it was just perfect......