A side benefit of not being able to get out of bed was all the magazine time. The glossy paged leaning tower of Pisa is much smaller now. I tore out pages of interesting articles to send to my daughter, collected delicious looking recipes, jotted down tips and tricks on ways to improve my life, clean my house more quickly and feel better from the inside out. I rubbed every perfume sample all over myself to ward off the stench of the flu and the magazine stack got much smaller but the torn out pages stack got much bigger.
Perhaps just those moments of inspiration are enough, I don't have to go back and utilize the information, I can forget it 5 minutes after the page has been torn out, I enjoyed it while I was doing it and sometimes that's enough.
There was one thing though, one little paragraph I read that I can't shake. It was on the last page of the Oprah magazine from November - her "what I know for sure" page. A quote from Mechthild of Magdeburg, a medieval mystic and it read...
"A fish cannot drown in water. A bird does not fall in air. Each creature God made must live in its own true nature."
Wow, just wow. I'm rooting around now, asking questions, wondering about my true nature. "A fish cannot drown in water" goes through my head lately, over and over again.
