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Taking Time

Taking Time

I took a week off. It only took me 6 of those 7 days to allow myself to feel good about it.

Why?  

Because it wasn’t an “i’m stressed out and can’t right now” week off. Those I understand. It wasn’t an “I don’t have anything to say” week off. That also makes at least a little bit of sense to me. It was simply an “Okay, cool, I’d rather just enjoy doing the good kind of nothing” week off. Wait, what?!

I went home to celebrate the snowy southern winter wedding of my first North Carolina friend (beautiful), and spent that week with people who I love more than most things (amazing), and I honestly just wanted to be there.

This is something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately: The privilege to take time. Time out of my day. Time to make a choice. Time to see what feels right now, and what will feel right later.

Time to Go to Yoga.
My days are just better when I make time for my practice. This feels amplified if that time takes the form of attending a class. Partially because it’s an energizing and centering space for me, but even more so because it requires me to set aside an hour where nothing on my calendar or to do list matters, and there’s some serious beauty in that.

Time to Paint My Nails.
I love that the process of painting my nails not only results in decorative (often sparkly or metallic) finger tips, but that it also gives me minimum 30 minutes where I can’t do much besides sit and wait. it’s glorious.

Time for Going to Therapy.
This one is a given, but that doesn’t mean it’s easy. There’s an evening each week where I’m getting home later (which in the winter means after dark) and it throws my daily routine off. It also means that occasionally I’m late to a meeting or have to leave and event early which is not my favorite way to live my life. But it’s good for me. No. It’s great for me.

Time to Shower and Wash My Hair.
Before you decide that I’m gross, I’d like to assure you that I bathe regularly. But for me, the energy that it takes to go through all of the processes that come with showering sometimes doesn’t feel worth it. Especially when it’s cold and showering means being really hot... then kinda warm... then really cold... then just generally uncomfortable while trying to regulate your body’s temperature. But I also like to be clean and smell nice. So there’s that.

Time to Moisturize.
Yes, this is typically a part of taking a shower, but I’m listing it separately because it’s its  own painfully time consuming task which usually means I’m likely to do one and not the other. I’ve also been known to forget (or skip) this step, which is not only terrible for my skin, but as a very brown lady person (una morena if you will) and a lover of open toed shoes, it ain’t a good look. 
 

The point of this wasn't for me to simply talk about my mental and physical hygiene, but to illustrate that sometimes the things that don't really feel like choices, or things that take time that we feel like we don't have, are often the things that we need the most. 

Tis the season...

Tis the season...

Not Enough and Too Much

Not Enough and Too Much