As I sat down to write this, I thought of the many (many!) ways that we can invite self care into our lives.
But then I hit a snag.
Because I’ve always had a hard time with the concept of “self care” and “pampering” and “extreme self care” and any number of phrases that connote taking care of ourselves. Call it a semantic hang up, but each of these sounds too… special. Because what I actually want to cultivate is a supremely ordinary, everyday habit of attending to that which brings us joy. Care care? Ordinary care? Pamper normal?
Let’s make cultivating abundance and laughter just part of what we do. Are you with me? Slow walks with toddlers. Music enjoyed with friends. Spontaneous dance parties. Regular massage (you knew that would make the list, right?). Art-making. Star gazing. Add your own ordinary, extraordinary favorites.