We All Need A Place
I just got out of my bath. It’s 11:12 pm and I am on day 3 of my quest to write a blog post every single day of November. I haven’t written any words for me today so here I am……….
You see, my bath is a ritual of love to myself.
I believe that we all need a place to call our own that allows us to stop and just be.
It’s the only place in the house, at any time of day, that no one asks me a question or bothers me.
Now, let’s be clear, I love being a Mom/woman/entrepreneur/wife/friend…….but we all need a break.
When we moved into this house 3 years ago I fell in love with the garden tub in the master bathroom. But it wasn’t until I began my journey through yoga that I truly appreciated the time in the water, by myself, as a place of salvation for my heart and soul.
I’ve always loved baths.
When I was a little girl I would take my baths and the bonus was if my Dad washed my hair, rather than my Mom, he would let me rinse my hair in the bathwater that I was in rather than the faucet like my Mom did.
Now, as an adult, I know that Mom was right. That dirty water rinsing clean hair was quite counter intuitive, yet I hated the way the bath faucet would fill my ears with harsh water.
And you wanna know a secret…..I’m 39 years old and when I condition my hair in the bathtub I rinse it in the salt water. #TeamDad 🙂
We need to go to a place that helps us get back to center and brings us home.
I have this terrible habit each and every day to drain my tank to a negative degree. Schedules, tasks, energy, mental tasks- all of them add up to 29 hours in a day. I’m aware of it and working on it, yet it’s present more days than not.
Yet, when I pour myself into a bath those things disappear.
There’s a ritual of sorts now…..
Epson salts with strategic essential oils for the mood or need of the day.
Usually a glass of wine.
The hottest water I can stand.
I have the most perfect height table that I put next to the tub and place my Kindle on where I watch a romantic comedy movie circa 1990’s.
This entire process is an act of self-care that has now become a necessity. I repeat it at least one, maybe two, more times a week.
I believe that we truly need to have a ritual that brings us back to center. Back to who we are, what we love and allows us to be alone while existing in a world that is loud and needy for us to be so many things in the span of the day.
And my bath allows me to be just me………alone in the water. It fills me up like the tub fills up with water and I cherish each and every moment I spend in it.