I could go in stomping and snorting and pushing myself past my so-lowered limits again, but that doesn't work. It didn't work last week. It won't work this week. This is a task that calls for delicacy, sensitivity, tender care of self, and concentrated attention, and I am not very good at those things, especially right now. I remind myself that I love a challenge (in theory) and that I can't just keep galloping full-speed ahead as I have been because that didn't work, isn't working, won't likely ever work again. Patient and tender attention to me and the now immediately around me: this is what I need. Harder than self-destruction in small doses any day.
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