My last post was all about why we are kind to strangers. Thank you for all your wonderful responses!
This one, as you will see, is all about being kind to ourselves. Oddly, it’s something we often find more difficult to do.
Early on Monday morning I had an email from Australia, telling me that my brother Steve is back in hospital. Probably nothing too serious, some tests to check things out. More news later...... Hmmmmm.
I set off to work as usual, had a couple of meetings, then tried to concentrate on writing a research report. By lunchtime I realised I just couldn’t get my head round it, and was making all sorts of silly mistakes. So I went out for a stroll to clear my head.
Instead of walking round the campus, I found myself heading for Costas Coffee. I bought a large hot chocolate with marshmallows and cream, and a lemon drizzle muffin. Back in my office I thought I would drink the chocolate and save the muffin for later. But I didn’t, I scoffed the lot - and felt much, much better.
Cycling home in the rain (surprisingly enjoyable when you’ve got the right gear on) I detoured up the hill from Netherfield Road to St George’s Church. It’s a tough climb for me, and I’m always puffing and panting – but this time I managed to get to the top without stopping. And then, the pure pleasure of freewheeling down Everton Brow.
So, without really planning it, I found I’d created my own new well-being recipe for the day. Human comfort, comfort food and drink, a bit of a physical challenge and then some deep relaxation.
Different things work for different people, but the basic message is the same. We need – and deserve – to look after ourselves, as well as looking after other people. Kindness goes in all directions.
How would you have been kind to yourself, if you’d received that sort of worrying news?
P.S. I’m pleased to say that Steve is OK. It turns out it was a minor hiccup rather than a major setback.