
“Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, and by degrees the forms and colours of things are restored to them, and we watch the dawn remaking the world in its antique pattern.”
~ Oscar Wilde
I woke earlier than usual today. 3am. The night air was cold, the comforter pulled right up to my chin, warm and snug around me. Outside it was raining. Cities are so different to farms. I could hear the occasional faint slick of tyres on wet roads, the sounding of a train’s horn and then the click and clatter of the rails, the muffled roar of a jet engine as another plane lifted off and headed for far away.
In the dark beside me was Ben’s rhythmic breathing. My ankles were pinned by the weight of Nurse Bert’s heavy head. Harry Dog stirred, crept up from the foot of the bed, and then nestled in behind my back. Too early by far to get up yet, but not to meditate. I eased myself up into a sitting position, reached for my mala and began.
An hour later it was still dark. Still raining. Around me everyone slumbered peacefully in the pre-dawn quiet.
I would have liked to creep down beneath the covers and go back to sleep, but my mind filled with busy-ness. I knew there would be no more sleep today. Instead I slid out of bed as quietly as possible and shuffled for the door.
I’m always so stiff in the morning.
As my feet made tiny halting movements in the dark, more sliding than stepping, I suddenly knew my grandmother’s body as my own. This is the way she would walk, old and frail but stubbornly independent. There are not many mornings I haven’t shuffled in the past twenty years. Most times I move freely once I warm up. But sometimes I hobble all day.
On the way to the bathroom I do my daily check. Glands up. Morning fever. Throat not sore this morning. Good. Pain? I note all the places. I rate them on a scale of one to ten. I rank my fatigue. My level of alertness. Can I form thoughts? Is my memory there or gone?
When I hit the light switch I wait to see if my vision stays blurry or whether the world around me becomes clear.
Not clear.
I still have limited vision from my left eye. It’s been three weeks now, this latest stretch. A lyme thing. To be one-eyed means that the world around me softens and shifts to two-dimensional. I have no accurate way to judge depth or distance. You’ll know if I have an eye thing. I’m always covered in bruises from where I misjudged the edges of my world. Thank goodness Ben drives me where I need to go, and helps me cross the road or navigate obstacles.
I have a host of coping strategies, and once I get out of my mind and my body and into my plans and dreams I am just fine. Life rolls on. I have found so many ways to thrive and keep going despite current circumstances. Overall, my health has been steadily trending in the right direction. I remind myself of this. Much, much better. I am much, much better.

It’s still raining. Still cold.
Harry Dog has snuck downstairs now to keep me company at my computer. I cradle a mug of ginger tea to warm my hands and my insides, and he curls around my feet and goes back to sleep, one ear cocked for any possible sign that it might be Cafe Time.
I’m on edge today, as much as I am trying not to be. I am off to the hospital this morning for scans. An old problem. One that sat in the back seat with a band-aid solution as my doctors and I worked on more serious issues – like heart failure and multi-organ failure, all of which are now sorted. Health problems are always triaged. I understand that. But this one has caused me no grief for a few years. I’d almost forgotten it was there.
I admit it. I’ve had a crisis of faith these past few days. To enjoy an overseas vacation, to feel health and energy and strength in your body, to feel almost normal, and then…
…and then to have increasing pain, increasing fatigue, a sudden recurrence of old problems. For these problems to escalate and then keep escalating. For your doctors to be suddenly concerned and taking urgent action – more scans, more bloods, more tests, more scans.
Well, it’s taken me a while to get myself back on solid ground again. For me to drag myself off the floor and be ready for whatever comes next.
I’m up now. I’m ready. Or I tell myself that anyway as I sip my ginger tea.
It is ironic, I think, that at the moment when it all goes to shit for me (again!) the pipe in our city house bursts, the rooms flood, things become a soggy stinking mess requiring immediate action. And it has been a glorious distraction. Thank goodness. Maybe that was perfect timing after all. Symbolic too, of everything needing a major clean-up, re-install and renovation.
I’m okay, and I’ll be okay.
That’s a well-used mantra in my house. It works. Trust me.
I’d better dress now. Fasting bloods for me at 6.30am, and then Cafe Time for me, Harry and Ben, while Bert gets a little more shut-eye, all snuggled up on our bed.
Today will pass by in the blink of an eye and tonight I’ll be meditating again, waking in my own warm bed again tomorrow and reaching for my mala beads. I’m okay and I’ll be okay.
Much love to you all.
Nicole xx
Sending you love and healing hugs xxoo
Big Love and Hugs to You sweet beautiful amazing strong generous Nicole <3 xx Thank You for your writing, it's so brilliant.
Thinking of you. …such a beautiful post. While I was reading this I couldn’t help but worry about mold in your city home. Hopefully, everything is dried out. Sending positive everything your way. Maybe it’s just time to now take on this back burner health issue. Knock one more thing off the list. Thanks for sharing
You are such a source of light and life and a daily inspiration to many. Thoughts and prayers to you.
Nicole, your strength, your courage, your outlook, all serve to inspire me. I send you healing thoughts, and Reiki. Take what you need from each day, be well, be happy. Love to you
3am is way to early to be awake, that said I do hope all goes well for you
I hope all goes well my sweet💗💗
Cherryx
Surrounding you in love and healing light xxxx
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Seeing you encircled in golden, healing rings of protection peace and love, Nicole. <3 and hugs xox
Wishing you all the best today x
Sending a warm blanket of healing energy, love and light to wrap around you as you would desire. <3
Yes health is a funny thing. One minute fantastic, and then something comes out of the blue. I hope whatever is happening gets resolved soon. You’ve got this. Big, big hugs xxxx
Much love to you Nicole 💜 you have so much strength 🙏🏻
Sending much love and hugs to you today Nicole; you have such courage. xxxxx
Holding you close to my heart & wishing you a bright outcome from todays tests…XO
Keep the faith Nicky, keep the faith! I am sorry it is such a rollercoaster ride health wise.
Big hugs and warm, positive thoughts from me too, Nicole xx
Be strong, be kind, be you. Thinking of you. 😘❤️
Hi Nicole
I’ll be thinking of you today & sending you lots of energy, support & love. Hope it all goes well for you.
You are ok and you will be ok. Xxx Nat
My thoughts are with you Nicole,.
Hope it goes well for you. Much love and huge hugs xxx