I am going to admit something here. I don’t like to use the term “self care”. I have no issue with others using it. But when I say it, or read where I have written it in past blog posts, well I feel really funny. Uncomfortable. I feel fake. I don’t feel like it holds enough weight or meaning to how I really feel about “taking care of myself”.
After an amazing first time Reiki session and a thirst to express myself creatively, I came home and created three pieces of expression in one afternoon.
Creating simply for enjoyment, no expectations, no plan, just going with the flow and seeing what happened.
It’s funny how the dots join together when looking back on your journal or old blog posts.
Today I was looking through some old posts I wrote (from one of my old blogs), and found one in particular that jumped out at me and made me chuckle to myself in an “aha” moment kind of way.