The Universe will often do it to you.

Intervene.

Hits you in the places that force you to listen.

These past two years I have been hit.

Finances and now health.

To be honest, most of the time, I don’t know why I am being hit or what I need to learn, but I know that it is something.

That’s why I now find myself lying in a hospital bed, doped up on morphine and other drugs; carrying tubes that run out of my arms, around my limited walking space from bed to bathroom; and in a room with three frail elderly ladies.

One sits sobbing as she can’t go home for Christmas to see her dog, the other gazes with vacant stares as she tries to make sense of where she is and what she has to do here, and the other who screams out the dramas of her mind, such as “Why don’t you go kill yourself?”

I think sometimes the words we all hear in our mind when we evaluate the sorry state of our affairs.

The Universe was adamant I take a break and rest.

I don’t want to. I have too much to do.

But, I have no choice. He’s taken a shot at my health and strapped me down into bed rest.

Over the past week, I have had about 20 hours sleep, countless drugs, two operations, three days of nil by mouth and intense pain on a childbirth level. My recovery will be about as long.

My mother, I think, is secretly relieved I have been forced to rest.

She keeps saying things like “Well at least you can just rest and not run around so much anymore.’ And “When you go home, you just need to lie down and not rest. Put everything else away. Make sure you do nothing.”

It’s her gentle back door way of saying, “You are working yourself into the ground, my silly daughter. It is not worth it. Give up these silly blogging endeavours and focus on what’s important.”

God love her for never speaking the truth in her heart; I did scare her an awful lot.

So I have rested as much as I can and, apart from the drug induced haze, I am feeling okay.

I think the whole issue has not just been an intervention of the Universe in order to get me rested, but a way of cleansing my body from the shit of my past life so I can start again.

A new beginning full of promise.