I’ve had a sore throat and sinus infection since Sunday. Monday and Tuesday of this week, I had my current 15-hour days. By the time I got home both nights, I was so exhausted that I took some medication and went to bed.
Today being Christmas Eve, I had the day off. I got up this morning but quickly realized I was ready for a nap. I told my husband I was going to expend all my energies toward getting well. I went back to bed around noon.
I fell asleep almost immediately. It was the fitful sleep of illness, unfortunately, and I kept waking up either too hot or too cold. Each time I awoke, I adjusted my covers and settled on my back to meditate.
I practiced metta, silently repeating the phrases in my mind, directing lovingkindness toward myself.
May I be safe.
May I be healthy.
May I be peaceful.
May I be happy.
I dropped back to sleep each time, still turning over the mantras in my mind. Eventually, I woke to the sound of my husband’s voice. It was 5:30. I got up to spend some time with him, and it was amazing how much better I felt. I’m still not completely healed, but I’m well on the way.
I had never tried meditating during an illness before. Though my desire was to sleep as much as possible, I found that meditating – rather than thinking about how miserable I was or worrying how I’d feel tomorrow – brought me additional rest.
Isn’t that interesting…?