How are you feeling?

[Deliverance]

just wanted to let everyone know i've not abandoned ship. love and kindest regards to you all.

Thank you for keeping us informed. I'm sorry about your accident and fortunately you seem to stay in a good mood. Good luck with the care

 

[Gwenllian]

Does any of you feel cold all the time?

My flat is at 22 degrees (71,6 F), I brought down the humidity to 40% (it varies between 40-60) and yet I´m cold. The housework only temporarily makes me feel warm.
Outside, the daily temperature is around 7 degrees (44,6 F).

I can´t figure it out, it´s been going for weeks now, my basal temperature is normal, sometimes even elevated, and yet again I feel cold. I realise that my job is sitting all day, but still it feels colder than previous years. Maybe I´m getting old...

Today I started watching Irene Lyon's videos (The Nervous System Expert) and one of the things that struck me was when she said that when our nervous system releases trauma we may feel cold or hot (not everybody shakes or trembles). It doesn't apply to everyone, trauma release may come in many ways, shapes or forms, and everyone is different, but this came to mind when I read your post. Just a thought.

I remember being cold for a large part of my life, so I found the above interesting. What has helped me is Serrapeptase which controls our skin temperature.

 

[seve]

Does any of you feel cold all the time?

My flat is at 22 degrees (71,6 F), I brought down the humidity to 40% (it varies between 40-60) and yet I´m cold. The housework only temporarily makes me feel warm.
Outside, the daily temperature is around 7 degrees (44,6 F).

I can´t figure it out, it´s been going for weeks now, my basal temperature is normal, sometimes even elevated, and yet again I feel cold. I realise that my job is sitting all day, but still it feels colder than previous years. Maybe I´m getting old...

I walk around the house with a hot water bottle for my back, hands, and stomach. Anything goes when it comes to using this wonderful invention that really warms me to the bone. Economical and healthy!

 

[Breo]

Does any of you feel cold all the time?

My flat is at 22 degrees (71,6 F), I brought down the humidity to 40% (it varies between 40-60) and yet I´m cold. The housework only temporarily makes me feel warm.
Outside, the daily temperature is around 7 degrees (44,6 F).

I can´t figure it out, it´s been going for weeks now, my basal temperature is normal, sometimes even elevated, and yet again I feel cold. I realise that my job is sitting all day, but still it feels colder than previous years. Maybe I´m getting old...

It might not be about getting old
Adding to what others wrote, my experience is, feeling cold can have many causes and layers. Sometimes when toxins (physical as well as emotional, as Gwellian pointed to) cannot be transported properly out of the body, one can feel very cold too.
You could give infrared sauna a try. It warms gently and supports detox, also lymphatic flow. If you don't have access to an IF sauna, you could use a simple lamp like this as a substitute, on specific areas, eg. neck, scull, kidneys, spine, hands, feet, wherever needed. This little lamp helps me again and again to open the flow.

 

[Nienna]

I am feeling like the following post on X shows how one person can make a lot of difference in other people's lives.

This gentleman is 73 years-old. He directs parking at a hospital and he made a decision to make life a bit easier for someone else who really needed it and it blossomed into something quite beautiful that benefits many.

https://twitter.com/x/status/1991895679002960232

"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces.

But I see everything.

Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments.One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?"

"6:15," he said, confused.

"Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it.

"He blinked. "You... you can do that?"

"I can now," I said.

Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?""Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing. "He cried. Right there in the parking lot.

Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic.

But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!"

"Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel.

"He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us.

"The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over.

"Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it.

But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note,

"Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends

"People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket.

I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece.

"So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones.

Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees.

It's not glamorous. But it's everything." Let this story reach more hearts....

Credit: Mary Nelson