I sink into the freshly drawn water and I deeply exhale for what feels like the first time in months!
The hum of the jets drowns out the downstairs tv, video games and life happening around me. The forceful water pummels my muscles.
The water is so hot it has the power of a post-workout.
The warmth envelopes me like a comforting hug, saying
You’re safe now
I’ve got you
Right now you’re enough; just as you are, scarred, bruised and imperfect
The skylight above is blanketed in fluffy snow and darkens the room. The only light is the four corners of candles lit especially for this 30 minute retreat.
I have been in mtgs since 6:30am, I barely had time to make myself toast for lunch. I realize I haven’t even changed out of my pjs, put on deodorant or a bra.
This bath became special because I turned it into something special.
What can you make a ritual out of that you already do? Instead of always wanting more … how can you celebrate your life today?
The Lefty Writer 