As a caregiver sometimes I don't make space for myself. Everyday between the different roles that I play from waking to sleep and often in those still hours in the middle of the night too, I am always aware of the need to carve out space from myself. But I only do it occasionally. Sometimes I spend more time thinking about doing something for myself than actually doing it. Then I feel guilty and apathetic at the same time. When I do make space, it is just a fleeting moment where I sit or breathe or move or listen. And it feels good at the time to exist within my own space. But I fail to consistently hold that space for myself after I have my private moment of self care. I jump straight back into the other roles. I compartmentalise rather than look at the whole picture. Meditation or yoga or whatever the practice is only worthwhile when I reap the cumulative benefits. Stolen moments are not enough. Commitment to myself and repetition is key. That way the space I carve out stays with me even after my practice. For November, particularly as the weather gets colder and the days grow shorter and I feel like hibernating, I am making a concerted effort to not only make space but to hold that space for myself. And hold on tightly. Please join me.
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