Little by little the holy Spirit has been talking to me. What taking time out for myself looks like I think is quite different than you are common pampering session that many women do.
It differs for all to some degree. We neglect ourselves in many ways, put things off and overindulge where we shouldn’t. Restoration is ongoing. As we resolve one thing we’re free to tackle another.
I view self-care holistically. I don’t esteem one area (body, mind, soul, etc.) more than the next. But my
actions may give primacy to one to the detriment of others. That’s when its necessary to consider the ramifications of the choice and make adjustments if needed.
For example, I opted not to can this year. I purchased jars to have more on hand and guard against shortages. But when the time came I wasn’t interested.
My lack of enthusiasm wasn’t an aversion to the task but the outworking of changes in our diet. Prioritizing nutrient rich foods and ancient grains heightened my appreciation for ferments and related practices that preserve (or heighten) nutritional benefits instead of destroying them for the sake of storage.
And the latter no longer appeals. It has its place but I’d rather make several batches of bone broth than have a year on the shelf with less aplomb. When the reason changed my approach altered too.
And I had time for other things. Like homemade medicinals, blending my own teas, and preparing extra meals for the freezer. I created a meal plan, fitness objectives and a monthly focus, an entertainment calendar and other things I hadn’t thought of or never got around to doing.
My mind was overflowing with ideas because it wasn’t full. I liken the space to the difference between sleeping alone and sharing the bed with another. It’s a different experience. You feel the bed in ways you don’t when someone’s there. And we’re no different.
Fall arrived with ideas in tow. I’m working on a project that was inspired by the book of Esther. I devised it for myself and I’m retooling it for others. God willing, I’ll have a course for secular participants and another tiered for Christians with supplemental materials. It’s a springboard for a philanthropic effort providing the same to designated groups.
In a roundabout way, my creativity exploded by slowing down. I see differently now and I’m open to experiences I might have shunned.
Like writing historical cozy novels. I’ve read a slew and love them! Maybe I can do the same with romance? I finished Bridgerton and I’m enjoying the Outlander series. I’ve never seen the show but the books are good.
We limit ourselves and I’m discovering the joy of doing otherwise and embracing the ampersand. The collective is the whole and we’re scared of it.
I attended an event a few years ago. Sheryl Sandberg was the keynote. She asked a question I never forgot.
What would you do if you weren’t afraid?
Answering is easy. Living it requires commitment and fortitude. And with God’s grace we can. Remember that.
~bella