Alright! I hope I find you well and not doing too much 😆
Grab a comfy seat and maybe a nice cuppa, because today, we’re delving into the heartwarming tale of our very own Jennie, the guiding force behind Nimblelimbs. Picture this: post-Christmas cheer, twinkling lights, and—oh, hold on—a not-so-festive bout of COVID. Yup, no body is immune to some of life’s unexpected curveballs.
In her own candid words, “You’d think I’d know better than to keep leaping up and trying to rush headlong into a busy day when recovering from a nasty bout of COVID!” Classic Jennie, always a bundle of energy, even when facing a formidable opponent like the virus.
The past few days have been a masterclass in slowing down. It’s like she slammed the brakes on the daily hustle and said, “Okay, Universe, let’s see what you’ve got for me.” Turns out, what the Universe had in store was a profound lesson in the essence of yoga, the yoke that connects our physical and emotional selves.
In the words of Jennie, “It seems such a cliche to say it but yes, I am what I feel.” In the ebb and flow of life, everything seems to fall into place when things are going well. Events flow, trickle, or gush along smoothly. But, as we all know, illness or discomfort throws a mighty spanner in the works, disrupting the dance of life.
Taking a conscious pause, Jennie felt the colossal energy she was pushing through, only to sense the depletion that followed. It’s like trying to sprint a marathon – it’s just not sustainable. This realization hit her even when sitting still, emphasizing the importance of unplugging and tuning into one’s body. The irony isn’t lost on her, as she admits, “Something I’m always reminding my class to do!”
(Osho – Zen Tarot)
“Every day’s a school day, right?” she laughs. We can all re learn a thing or two, and in this case, the lesson was about the power of stillness, self-awareness, and, well, slowing down.
A shout-out to the true heroes—Jennie’s mates—who, with the bluntness only true mates possess, told her to go home and rest. Gratitude flows for those who keep it real and remind us to put ourselves first.
Slowing down, for Jennie, meant more than just resting. It was about the simple joys—the gentle act of replacing buttons on a coat, the soothing stroke of a furry friend, or the warmth of putting a log on the fire. The soundscape of the wind outside her window became the sweet melody of recovery.
And there you have it, folks—Jennie’s journey from leaping through life to lounging in the slow lane. Because, in the end, getting better is good, and the real magic happens when we savour the journey.
Stay cosy, stay mindful, and remember, the slow lane is sometimes the scenic route to wellness.
Namaste, beautiful souls! 🌿
Nimblelimbs 