Arrival
Yesterday was travel day number one. The day when we had to get all our shit together, make sure the garden sprinklers were working, do the dirty dishes, dump the compost, take out the trash..etc.
We will be gone for two weeks, so prepping was much needed. My partner was busy getting some work done, the girls were fighting over my phone(learning how to draw flowers and foxes for Gma), I was quietly going insane.
My girls had to argue over everything and if they weren’t doing that they were whining or trying to hurt each other or make the other cry. The kitchen was a disaster and all the trash, compost, and recycling needed to be taken out still. I went back and forth in my head about what to do-dishes, pack, clean, or wait for my partner to finish work so we could evenly spread the duties out.
I froze at one point torn in 10 different directions. Finally I grabbed my palo santo and retreated behind my closed bedroom door.
Taking 15 minutes to myself for embodied movement did wonders. A couple insights came rushing up during my practice
I had not taken time that morning for myself. I had woken up and started do-ing right away
The dishes which I had considered before ¨shared labor¨ were actually a pile of mine from the past few days (partner had been out of town)..shared labor by the way is splitting the workload evenly-the house chores, the lawn chores, and any other work needed to keep a household afloat.
I didnt have to ruminate in my head about things getting done, then go do them all myself. I could wait for my partner to finish his work and start packing/cleaning as well
This is great reminder why I start my mornings with me. I close the door to my yoga room and take time to check in with my body, my soul, and my connection to this earth. I gauge how I am doing this day and from there I am able act accordingly.
Women don’t always take time for themselves. I myself used to wake up and start the day off grumpy with a list of things I needed to get done and a short fuse with my kids. Without a morning ritual you may feel:
Scattered
Disconnected
Edgy
Lacking
Destined for a huge day of do-ing
It is my belief that we as women need to check in with our hearts and our bodies every morning. To take the time, maybe wake up a few minutes early, and really allow anything needing to be heard to bubble up from within. To align our deep feeling sensations with our do-ing for the day.
This doesn’t have to be a huge thing. There are enumeral ways you could create a moment for yourself every morning. Or as I like to call it my Arrival, sometimes known as a morning ritual or a devotional practice.
Your morning ritual could be..
Headphones, eyes closed, and a song that tunes you into your soul
Coffee outside, with a book, and the summer sun on your neck
Journaling for some time
Moving your naked body to the beat of your heart
Meditating
Yoga
Sitting on your bed and finger tipping over all of your skin
Breast massage
A walk with no shoes
You get the idea..make it your own. My morning ritual today(as i am in the passenger seat driving cross country with my partner and 2 kids) looked like-
a byeeee to my partner as I put my head phones on and pulled out my portable alter. I lit some Palo, closed my eyes, and listened to a few songs that make my soul sing. I allowed my body to move as she wished, I caressed where my skin called for attention. When I surfaced back into the van with the fam I felt nourished.
Ladies if you don’t have a morning ritual, get one! I have found a completely different me when I choose to nurture myself first.
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