A playroom for all aspects of Me
Rituals can be the simplest things. If it’s something you do repeatedly, and it leaves you feeling a heightened sense of connection to your own power, your own influence over your life, your time, or your energy, then it is a ritual, let me tell it.
As I continue to study this art of savoring my life as a means of liberation from schoolish habits that no longer serve me, I find that I am intuitively creating time and space for newer rituals to emerge. I have always been a ritual-maker, but when my daughters’ resistance to conventional education offered us passports to more authentic life design, I got deep into my ritual bag! That aspect of it began around 2012, and it ain’t left me since.
Nowadays, I find that my words want to be accompanied by my hands. It has been feeling urgent for me to make things. To paint things. To mold things. To sit with the feelings and the feedback and the worlds’ happenings, and work all that shit out through my hands, not my mind, not my words, not my reasoning.
views from my savor space
Slowly, over the past four months, I’ve let this playroom, this personal savor suite, design its way to me. Every plant, every craft tool, every book, every cushion, every painting, every thank-you note (I keep all my thank-you cards!), every photo, every candle, every card deck, every pen, every highlighter, every spray bottle, every hula hoop (I love making those!), every mug… everything in here is on purpose. Everything in here is in service of strengthening my savor skills.
I am also actively supporting the work of savoring by offering my insights and skills to those who find themselves in urgent need of slowing down, acknowledging, detangling, and reconnecting. Peek at my savor complex coaching offering, and if it nudges you my way, come on through.
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