Learning to Embrace the Slow During Quarantine

Learning to Embrace the Slow During Quarantine
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If you have read my columns lately, you know I’m in Madrid. I’ve been easing myself into my temporary new home. This busy city was getting sunnier and all the strange places were becoming familiar.

A few days ago, everything changed. We are in the middle of a pandemic. Spain is under quarantine, and Madrid’s local government has placed the city on lockdown.

Everything is closed, including schools and universities. All parks and green spaces are shut. Only food stores and pharmacies remain open. We are only allowed to leave our homes to buy essentials or go to work.

A lot of people have had to put their jobs on hold or work from home. I look out my window and see all sorts of idle folk. Some are smoking cigarettes on their balconies, others are looking at their phones. Some have improvised picnics on their rooftops when the weather allows. Others have pushed speakers close to windows and are asking neighbors to yell their song requests. Whenever I walk my dogs some stranger smiles at me with a hint of resignation. I can see how a culture that loves socializing and being out most of the day will struggle with this new reality.

As a chronically ill person, I am used to staying in. 

I work from home to manage the flare-ups and bad days that come with having complex endometriosis. I live with two dogs, which also requires spending time indoors. Since my health sabotages any fitness subscriptions, I am used to practicing yoga from the comfort of my own home. I even see my therapist via Skype. In a way, the city’s current lockdown is just a stricter version of “my normal.”

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Deserted Madrid. This plaza was closed down hours after this picture was taken. (Photo by Jessie Madrigal)

But even for me, isolation is, obviously, isolating. Being unable to go for a slow jog in the park is one less tool to manage my anxiety. Not heading to my favorite cafe to challenge my introvert nature and save me from my low moods is going to be tough.

Then there’s my physical health. When I have a flare-up no one can save me from it or support me through it. This happened two days ago and again today. All I could do was gather any pain-management tools and stay horizontal. If I moved, it was slowly. I put work on hold. It took a world of patience, but the flare-up eventually passed. 

That’s when it hit me: Those of us who are chronically ill are good at marathon-like challenges. Our post-surgery periods and pain-filled weeks make us pros at slowing down. We surrender to the limits that are imposed on us by our doctors or our bodies. 

To manage the bad times, a slow approach works best.

Slowing down allows us to notice our breathing, the ebbs and flows, what hurts and what doesn’t. Sometimes we are so attuned to our bodies that we feel a rise in our mood that changes how we move. We naturally smile when our insides are happy.

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Always loving the slow, and the fact that his human is home 24/7. (Photo by Jessie Madrigal)

Embracing the slow allows us to notice our dog’s tail wag when we make eye contact. It helps us see birds flying so incredibly high that we can’t make out what species they are. We will realize that is something we can’t Google. With no instant solution to our wondering, we’ll appreciate the beauty of the moment.

I began writing this column while listening to Kacey Musgraves’ “Slow Burn” — and the chorus expresses my love for everything slow.

“I’m alright with a slow burn / Taking my time, let the world turn / I’m gonna do it my way, it’ll be alright.”

Those of us with a chronic illness, currently stuck at home, know that fighting what we cannot change is futile. We may struggle some days because we are human, but we’ll also find comfort in a familiar silence. We will breathe slowly, noticing every detail of our daily existences because we know that life is truly precious.

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My name is Jessie. I am a writer and part-time Yoga instructor living in the south of England. Since being diagnosed with endometriosis, I’m determined to be the boss of my chronic illness. You’ll find me with two sausage dogs curled up on my belly and my duvet nearby, writing about life and whatever my mind thinks up. This is my journey.
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My name is Jessie. I am a writer and part-time Yoga instructor living in the south of England. Since being diagnosed with endometriosis, I’m determined to be the boss of my chronic illness. You’ll find me with two sausage dogs curled up on my belly and my duvet nearby, writing about life and whatever my mind thinks up. This is my journey.

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4 comments

  1. Denise says:

    Jess so beautifully put and really makes me appreciate how fortunate I am to be fit and healthy. I hope that I can deal with this changed environment in the measured and graceful way that you deal with your every day illness. Lots of love xx

      • Kira Terry says:

        This might be a useful time for endo suffers in that we won’t feel guilty for what we are not achieving. I have cancelled countless appointments for work and play. This time in isolation is gonna be a long haul, mirroring our illness. You’re right, let’s slow things way down. Eek out our to do lists so that we still have a few useful things to do in a day.
        Yoga is great to prevent atrophy. Perhaps even more importantly let’s get creative to excersize the mind. I hope you stay healthy and happy. I have been reading your blog for a while now, and it cheers me up, even if the subject is sombre. Thanks for connecting us. Solidarity from the UK.

        • You are very right, it is definitively a time to leave any guilt aside. We must be super kind to ourselves right now.I have my yoga permanently rolled out at the moment, it is helping me stay healthy, and sane. Massive hugs Kira, thanks so much for reading, commenting, and being so supportive of what I do. It means the world.

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