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I have had this cold-cough-flu now for many days, and have kept plugging along, but last night I completely lost my voice, and now this morning I have a sore throat and very little voice, so I am sipping hot lemon, ginger tea and beckoning it to clear, as I have a very talky day planned, and it is what it is. I do see when things are not flowing as smoothly physically that I am very aware, so it will perhaps be more easy to do each act and task today with the mindfulness that it might be my last. The fog is in and the wind is howling, and the plants seems to be saying, "Brrrr, it may be cold, but I am grateful to be alive."