I am so blessed. I am here at Animal Kingdom Lodge for my writing getaway. It is just me and my computer and notepad. I had a plan and a goal. I still do, despite a bit of a detour.
I chose this place because I love the energy of it. I love the natural aspects with luxury and fun combined. I really feel at home here and knew it would be a wonderful place of creation for me.
I flew in Saturday night, late, and stayed elsewhere that first night. Yesterday, I got up and just asked myself what shall we do? My body said a massage. I fought with it. I can get three massages at home for the same fee. Yes, but we are here now. My body said, get the massage and then have breakfast. I didn’t listen.
I went and had breakfast first. Then, in an effort to honor my body, albeit not exactly as requested, I walked over to the spa and sure enough they could get me in right away. Hot stone massage. There you go, my wonderful, powerful body. Relax. It was nice. I couldn’t really linger because I had already requested a late check out and that time was approaching. I had things to do!
So off I went. Checked in over here and got a fantastic room. Then I decided to go shopping. I am not a big shopper. Five years working in retail pretty well cured that for me. But yesterday I went on a marathon. I had certain things in mind and I was on a mission to get those things. I spent some dedicated time and got the items at the top of my list. I decided to keep pushing. And pushing. Searching for one other thing. That thing proved elusive and my body was really trying to get my attention. Something wasn’t sitting well with me. At all.
I finally got back to the car and drove back here to the hotel. I crawled into bed for a nap. An hour or so later and I felt absolutely terrible. Like oh no terrible. So I simply asked my body what would make it better. Gatorade. Uh, ew. I don’t drink that stuff! But okay. Off to the store downstairs for water and Gatorade. I made it. Sort of. By the time I finished paying for my purchases I knew I was going to spew. I asked for a bag. I didn’t get one in time. Awesome! After a few expulsions I felt remarkably better. Somewhat embarrassed, but better. I imagine it is a pretty common occurrence around here.
I came back up to the room and drank a little water and a little Powerade and then went to sleep. I stayed asleep as long as my body said to. I gave gratitude for the amazing and formidable healing mechanisms of my body. Absolutely astounding! Now, my clothes are in the washer getting all clean as my body is, too.
I knew this time would be powerful and cleansing but I didn’t know how much would be purged. ☺ I see the big lesson in this about staying in tune with my body and what is best for me. I heard it but chose to ignore it. It is a process and I ignore it less and less. Now I have an even greater understanding of the value in listening and heeding.