Ebbing is an interesting word meaning decline in various contexts. Fifty years ago when I was studying nursing we learned about acute and chronic conditions. Although I worked in a 300 bed chronic care hospital in Toronto for 3 years, I swore to myself to avoid chronic conditions. Go for the acute ones, I told myself; the ones that can be cured by surgery or medication. The problem is that chronic becomes reality. With aging comes more ebbing than flowing. I've learned to be realistic about what activities I can be involved in as I ebb, especially the hard core physical ones. No more running or climbing the CN Tower in Toronto as arthritis gains control of all the joints in my body. Now it's aqua fit at the pool a few times a week. Quiet walks in the early morning with my dog. She's getting up there too. We both appreciate more time for contemplation as we spend more time ebbing. And with ebbing, you lose the need to have to prove yourself. I appreciate the wisdom ebbing brings.
I love this comment. I've been thinking about ebbing, in a day, month, over a year and life. Diego likes more contemplation too these days. He makes a spot in the dirt and lies there watching the yard. Used to chase the squirrels and now seems amused. Nature does tell us all. ❤️❤️❤️ chronic vs acute illness ... makes me think of my now long history with migraines which had become my reality.
Ecstatic (Dance) - that's my E word - it's what allows me the space, energy and freedom to release all that gets stored in my muscles - the lactic acid, the discomfort, the imbalance, the state of the world and the constant mistreatment of humans by humans. Dance as a daily practice. So we can all feel ECSTATIC!
Thanks again for your writing Sylvia.
Ebbing is an interesting word meaning decline in various contexts. Fifty years ago when I was studying nursing we learned about acute and chronic conditions. Although I worked in a 300 bed chronic care hospital in Toronto for 3 years, I swore to myself to avoid chronic conditions. Go for the acute ones, I told myself; the ones that can be cured by surgery or medication. The problem is that chronic becomes reality. With aging comes more ebbing than flowing. I've learned to be realistic about what activities I can be involved in as I ebb, especially the hard core physical ones. No more running or climbing the CN Tower in Toronto as arthritis gains control of all the joints in my body. Now it's aqua fit at the pool a few times a week. Quiet walks in the early morning with my dog. She's getting up there too. We both appreciate more time for contemplation as we spend more time ebbing. And with ebbing, you lose the need to have to prove yourself. I appreciate the wisdom ebbing brings.
I love this comment. I've been thinking about ebbing, in a day, month, over a year and life. Diego likes more contemplation too these days. He makes a spot in the dirt and lies there watching the yard. Used to chase the squirrels and now seems amused. Nature does tell us all. ❤️❤️❤️ chronic vs acute illness ... makes me think of my now long history with migraines which had become my reality.
Ecstatic (Dance) - that's my E word - it's what allows me the space, energy and freedom to release all that gets stored in my muscles - the lactic acid, the discomfort, the imbalance, the state of the world and the constant mistreatment of humans by humans. Dance as a daily practice. So we can all feel ECSTATIC!
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This message really comforted me today. Thank you for sharing. Sending love.
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Two more Es:
Everyone and everything prospers me; I prosper everyone and everything. (My go to reset). Even the tough situations and tough people.
Experience...the ground under your feet. (From 8:30 yoga).
It might be the thing I trust most.