And now, nine months later, I've had the time and opportunity to give it another go:
I tidied up the lounge (monumental event) and turned off my laptop (super-monumental event). Then I leaned back into the sofa and tried not to get annoyed by the traffic noise outside. The worst bit was the fidgetiness - the thought of all those things I could be, should be doing. But when these intruders came into my head, I kicked them out and tried to think of beaches, mountain streams, forest glades … I was flitting to all kinds of places of outstanding natural beauty, finally settling on the shore of a lake with my toes in the water.
My shoulders relaxed, my fingers tingled, my toes felt light and fluffy. The coloured energy bars in my body began to power up, multiplying and changing from red to go-girl-green. The cells in my body sighed: ‘We like this. We like this a lot’.
I managed this for a whole ten minutes, but it felt great and I know I should do it more often. I’ll try not to wait another nine months before revisiting the shores of my lake.
