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Forest Bathing
Jan. 10th, 2019 09:54 amYesterday morning was amazing! I wanted to have some sort of send off to my vacation, and since it’s been raining, I didn’t want to travel too far. I headed to the mountains to Oakhurst where the Love Café greets the north bound travelers that eventually leads into Yosemite National Park. It’s an all vegan café, and I ordered the breakfast burrito, no sausage because even in it’s fake form, I don’t like the taste of sausage.
It was loaded: potatoes, black beans, zucchini, turmeric, tofu, and some other veggies thrown in the mix. I whipped out the old paper journal and wrote in long hand about my day. Bob Marley played on the speakers and a man walked in looking like John Muir ordered himself a breakfast and sat down and ate it.
Jon told me that I didn’t have to rush back and that he would pick up Caleb from daycare, so I drove to the nearest entry point into the forest and did a little forest bathing. Being alone in the forest gives me a feeling of release and grounding. It’s always and forever a shock to me just how many people are in the world, and living in Fresno, it’s really hard on this country mouse to be around all the people all the time. I was enamored with all the different shades of green. The recent rains have left everything damp and reminded me of the Pacific Northwest. Moss covered everything.
I didn’t hike, more like sauntered into the forest looking at all the raindrops on the leaves. I thought about my classroom, but tried not to after a while. My whole semester is going to be on the environment, I’ll have plenty of time to think about what I will say in the class. Jon is back today for “Duty Day” where full-timers have all day meetings. Tomorrow is the same, but he doesn’t have to leave until 10am. Today he left at 8, which is nearly impossible for him. We are back at work.
I’ve been working on my syllabus and it’s over 9 pages long. It has small pictures of Death Valley and Yosemite in it. It’s freaken cute, if I say so myself. It looks like an old telegram in courier font. But, after I started working on it, the anxiety came back. I was having heart palpataions like old times last night.
Also, the vaginal irritations are back. I haven’t talked about it, because I have been hoping they would just go away, but nope. For 2 weeks I’ve been having that same little irritation that I had over a year ago that lasted 6 months! Please please please, don’t let it last that long again. It’s awful and I’ve already gone to planned parenthood about it. They gave me fluconazole because they think it’s yeast related. It’s not working after 2 days. I’m fearing the worst. At least it’s not so bad that I’m in pain all the time. It’s just this little ever-present irritation. The vagina is the biggest mystery in the world. Last time it just eventually went away on its own. Meh.
When my scale broke last year, I didn’t buy a new one. I was way too obsessed with my weight and I saw it as a sign to just stop. So I did. I was on the scale at Planned Parenthood when it said 147. When I was weighing myself every day this time last year, I was 152ish. 5 pounds lighter. Funny how these things happen.
It was loaded: potatoes, black beans, zucchini, turmeric, tofu, and some other veggies thrown in the mix. I whipped out the old paper journal and wrote in long hand about my day. Bob Marley played on the speakers and a man walked in looking like John Muir ordered himself a breakfast and sat down and ate it.
Jon told me that I didn’t have to rush back and that he would pick up Caleb from daycare, so I drove to the nearest entry point into the forest and did a little forest bathing. Being alone in the forest gives me a feeling of release and grounding. It’s always and forever a shock to me just how many people are in the world, and living in Fresno, it’s really hard on this country mouse to be around all the people all the time. I was enamored with all the different shades of green. The recent rains have left everything damp and reminded me of the Pacific Northwest. Moss covered everything.
I didn’t hike, more like sauntered into the forest looking at all the raindrops on the leaves. I thought about my classroom, but tried not to after a while. My whole semester is going to be on the environment, I’ll have plenty of time to think about what I will say in the class. Jon is back today for “Duty Day” where full-timers have all day meetings. Tomorrow is the same, but he doesn’t have to leave until 10am. Today he left at 8, which is nearly impossible for him. We are back at work.
I’ve been working on my syllabus and it’s over 9 pages long. It has small pictures of Death Valley and Yosemite in it. It’s freaken cute, if I say so myself. It looks like an old telegram in courier font. But, after I started working on it, the anxiety came back. I was having heart palpataions like old times last night.
Also, the vaginal irritations are back. I haven’t talked about it, because I have been hoping they would just go away, but nope. For 2 weeks I’ve been having that same little irritation that I had over a year ago that lasted 6 months! Please please please, don’t let it last that long again. It’s awful and I’ve already gone to planned parenthood about it. They gave me fluconazole because they think it’s yeast related. It’s not working after 2 days. I’m fearing the worst. At least it’s not so bad that I’m in pain all the time. It’s just this little ever-present irritation. The vagina is the biggest mystery in the world. Last time it just eventually went away on its own. Meh.
When my scale broke last year, I didn’t buy a new one. I was way too obsessed with my weight and I saw it as a sign to just stop. So I did. I was on the scale at Planned Parenthood when it said 147. When I was weighing myself every day this time last year, I was 152ish. 5 pounds lighter. Funny how these things happen.
