I‘m sick. It’s my biannual, post-allergy season cold. The hard stuff last about 2 or 3 days, and then I have a week of messy aftereffects. I can recognize the signs much more quickly now. It seems appropriate that I would come down with this about a month after starting the Allergic Pagan blog.
When I get sick, I try to remind myself that this is Nature reminding me of the down cycle. Time to tuck my head under the covers and wallow in the darkness.
What I really need though is a ritual for these times. Not a ritual of healing. A ritual of integration and acceptance. A ritual that will help me get through, not over, my illness. I just looked in a book I have How to Bury a Goldfish which has rituals ideas (not very good ones) for lots of occasions, but there is nothing about rituals during times of illness.
Maybe I’ll just make myself a cup of tea.