The upsides of a bad cold: I get to watch the morning light crawl across the walls without any pressure of having to do something or be somewhere. I get to stay in bed all day if I want to. I get to read the stacks of unread books and flick through six months worth of Vogue. I get to feel super loved and cared for. Friends, neighbours, even my yoga students offered to bring me food and do my shopping :) I get to slow down and retreat, integrate the last few whirlwind weeks. So much has already happened in 2015, my mind is completely blown away. A bad cold can be a real blessing.