I am sure I am not alone when I say I am truly rubbish at self care. I try, honestly I do, but so often it’s just easier to push through the to-do list than stop and do something that will feed my soul.
I have talked to many many women who are the same. Who read about self care, talk about self care and intend to practise self care. Because we’ve all heard the line- healthy women, healthy family. So we know it’s a good thing to do but somehow never get around to actually actioning it.
And what’s worse, is that I *admission time* will often do something for the kids as a form of self care for myself. My love language is gifts so I will buy something for the kids and in some weird kind of twisted way, use that as self care for myself. This was modelled to me by my mother who, God rest her soul, practised the art of martyrdom like no-one’s business. Sorry Mom if you are listening from heaven, but you really did. My mother purposely put herself at the bottom of the list in every way and I am doing the same…..OMG, I am my mother.
It’s the beginning of 2017 and I am starting a #selfcareoiltribe revolution. A quiet gentle one-step-at-a-time revolution of taking care of myself. No pressure, just one small action at a time. And it can be anything but my soul needs tell me that it’s self care.
We’ve been away visiting our dearest friends. Megs and I were in a shop and I picked up a mug. It’s calm grey colour soothed my heart and it’s heaviness sat well within my hand. I stood for a moment and asked myself if this would please my soul. If not, it was not for me as I did not need to buy something for the sake of it. I have been there and done that- I am a recovered shopaholic. My heart and soul whispered yes and I bought the mug. Now a bubble of joy fills my heart every time I use it. It is soothing and calming and reminds me of a blustery January afternoon spent with one of the people I love most in the world.
Buying a mug can be seen as silly. How can that be self care? Well, my friends, most self care IS silly to anyone looking in from the outside. It should only have true meaning for you and only you can decide if taking that walk, sniffing those flowers, jumping in that ocean, buying those shoes or reading that book is self care.
I am going to share my #selfcareoiltribe steps and I hope that some of them seem silly and indulgent to you. Because maybe that will give you the courage to do what may be silly to other people but feeds YOUR soul. Take the time this year- and let’s be women who are more well at the end of it- emotionally, physically and spiritually x