I'm a sun worshiper.
My entire life I have spent countless hours out in the sun and when it hides behind the winter clouds for too many days in a row, I feel the affects of its absence. My mood plummets and my motivation weaves like a drunken sailor along the bottom of a deep ravine. The sun feeds my soul and without it, I stumble.
Raise your hand if you feel the same way ✋
Right at this moment, I'm staring outside my window, enjoying the warmth of the sun on my face. It literally fills my heart with joy and my mind with peace. And having these days during the month of January are few and far in between.
In the past, I have taken to the tanning beds, desperate to receive any source of the sun's happy vitamins that would help me navigate through the winter months. But as I reached my mid-thirties, I realized how damaging those beds were on my skin. Not only did I want to protect my skin from cancerous cells, I was now even more desperate to slow the process of aging.
Last winter, I discovered the Happy Light. And it saved me. Thirty minutes a day, throughout the dark and dreary months of winter, and it's almost as satisfying as going to a tanning bed.
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But here's the gist of it all, regardless of aging skin and cancerous cells, having the sun wash across my skin makes me feel alive. It provides me with a vibrant energy that is hard to replicate. Yes, the Happy Light is nice, but it is not the same as the beautiful, gigantic fireball in the sky.
What I have discovered... It's okay to admit it's hard to function during the winter months. It's okay to know and accept my limitations. Especially when pushing through can cause more harm than good. And honestly, hibernation is good for humans too 😉
Don't get me wrong. I'm still going. I write. I work. I clean my house and take care of my family. But I've come to a place in my life where I'm okay to not push through my day, if it's not needed. If I'm at home and my house is a mess and laundry is piled up, but I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders, I choose me in those moments. I can start again tomorrow.
And that, my friends, is okay. Because I'm only human.