Living life with a chronic Vestibular Disorder can ‘suck’ your energy, leaving you exhausted, foggy brained, and at times, depressed. I can understand why people have a difficult time understanding something that’s almost always invisible, like a ghost. It’s the uninvited house guest who moves in, making themselves comfy. For these reasons, it’s so important to take care of ourselves. You may not need to unplug to the degree we chose but the need to unplug from our challenging lives is real.
“You cannot see, what you cannot see…”
We (because I go nowhere without my husband) decided to unplug ourselves and go on a week-long retreat this year for vacation. Just the two of us, in a small but lovely home, on top of a bluff that overlooks a huge valley. Cell phone reception was lost almost as soon as we exited the Interstate. A moment of panic ran through me when I saw the words, ‘No Service’ pop up on my now useless phone. Mike put music on to distract me, which worked well until it didn’t. It’s a very curvy road with way too many up and down areas for me to be comfortable. My wrists wore the anti-nausea bands per usual travel attire which seem to work well for me most of the time. It’s a road that forces you to slow down and in doing so, it’s amazing what I notice! If I look off in the distance, it bothers me much less than attempting to look up close, it’s still a challenge.
Prior to the ‘Tiny House’ Movement, going off-grid was something I thought, no way could I do this but we just returned from a FIVE-day off-grid experience. It was heavenly to unplug from everything, no cell phone, Wi-Fi, or television. Just us… and nature… the only sounds we heard came from nature, ourselves, and if the wind was blowing in a particular direction, we could faintly hear singing coming from a camp. It was so wonderful and so relaxing, we didn’t want to come back to civilization. Of course, we had to but we began planning our next visit on our way home.
I wish we could have enjoyed all five days the way we enjoyed the last three but exhaustion had other plans. We knew we were both tired but certainly didn’t think we would actually sleep for the first two days. Sleep as in, 18 hours, so into the next day. We only got up to snack on something, take our medicines, and go to the bathroom. Tuesday was exactly the same but when we woke up on Wednesday, we were ready to explore this beautiful property, besides, I bought a pair of walking sticks I was wanting to try out (they are fantastic!). Mike brought his camera, documenting the beauty that engulfed us. From trees to flowers to rocks, the river, and huge boulders that fell long before to dozens of hummingbirds feeding on various native flowers all over, we felt immersed in nature!
Evenings were spent on the porch swing, watching the sunset into the horizon of the valley. Mike grilled dinner as we waited for complete darkness to star gaze. Most of us live in areas with so much ‘light pollution’, you can barely see a few constellations, “Yup! That’s the Big Dipper and Little Dipper”… Up there though, it was almost pitch black (the moon was a sliver) so you see almost every star! I saw constellations I hadn’t seen since earning a Girl Scout badge! At one point, I burst out laughing at the two of us, arms extended, pointing towards the heavens, jabbering away at the same time, like little kids seeing stars for the first time! We sat on the porch swing until around 3 am, knowing this was our last night, we didn’t want to leave… I wondered how long we could carry these moments, hours, and days spent together and how to keep it.
It’s been almost one month and so far, so good. The moon is always visible, even though the stars almost disappear out here. I have been able to just gaze at the moon and I’m back on top of the bluff, in a house that replenished us… Try it, I truly believe you will love it, too!