Carmen chose this week’s word. ‘Mercurial’ means ‘pertaining to mercury’, and can be used to describe the metal, the planet, or the god, and also things that are changeable or lively. It’s a word we use a lot, usually to describe the Little Girl, who has many moods, none of them long lasting. She can be happy, tearful, gleeful, angry… all in the space of five minutes.
There are some weeks when the Weekword fits exactly with something in my life, or sums up how I’m feeling. This week, not so much. I am listless. I’m tired and under the weather. The winter sky is grey – but like lead, not like mercury. There is variety, of course, there always is, but at the moment, everything seems very muted.
But that’s OK. Vibrancy is wonderful, but so is restraint, in its way. Company can be wonderful, but so is solitude. Change is good – but so is a rest. Like light and shadow – neither one is enough on its own and each helps us appreciate the other.
And so today I have enjoyed the calm, quiet pleasures of the slightly unwell. Several cups of tea. Reading a romance novel in the bath. Tomato soup for lunch. A spot of crochet. And I’ve realised that sometimes being a bit under the weather is a silent blessing. Being forced into the slow lane for a bit, to watch the busyness, the activity, the bustle, without having to be part of it.