18/06/2026
I slept through my alarm this morning. And as lovely as it was to be rugged up in bed at 7.30am, naturally waking to the light peeking through the curtains and the sound of birds outside, a 90-minute sleep in definitely threw me off a little.
My daughter missed the school bus, so I drove her to school instead. There was no usual bowl of porridge this morning, just half a coffee before heading to Blue Ginger next to my clinic.
I dropped off my clean massage linen, turned on the table warmer and heater, and joined the queue. Today was definitely a two coffee day. This morning was cold and damp. My body felt tired and, to quote my 12-year-old, I was feeling a bit “CBB’s” (can’t be bothered 😜).
While waiting, I bumped into a massage client I hadn’t seen in ages. We chatted about life, my new location, and how we’re somehow already halfway through the year. Where does the time go?
Then it clicked.
Winter solstice is this weekend. The shortest day of the year, arriving after what feels like one of the coldest June weeks we’ve had in a long time here in the South West.
No wonder so many of us are feeling tired.
As humans, we’re not separate from nature. We are part of it. And maybe our bodies are asking for the same things the season is asking for. A little more rest. A little more slowness. A few earlier nights. Maybe even the occasional sleep in.
We live in a world that encourages us to push through, stay productive and keep going. Winter has always invited something different.
Less doing. More being.
Something to ponder as we head towards the solstice this weekend. 🤍