I’ve been quite under the weather the last few days, with really no option but to rest, and do nothing. I can barely use my brain, let alone move.  Turns out that this is my actual nightmare, as I spend an average day doing 900 things. I don’t feel like I’ve had a good day unless I’ve Done, and Done Lots. But it all feels like some sort of karmic lesson that I hope I can receive.  Isn’t that what you do with karmic lessons? Don’t you ‘receive’ them? Do you put them in a vase with water? It’s some sort of lesson in patience and being present and letting go of all standards and expectations and just Being. Off to find a large enough vase, so that at least one thing can be Done.