 Winter is fast approaching and with it I can feel myself craving some "cave-time". A friend of mine mentioned the term to me a couple of weeks ago and since then I've been stewing with it, stiring it around in a pot of thoughts. Cave-time. Hibernation. Rest. Be-ingness. Coziness. Same too when I discovered the Danish word Hygge which describes the glorious feeling of comfort and coziness. The sitting in a fleece blanket with a fire on and a cup of tea with a good book kind of day. Did you know I have Danish blood? My maiden name is Jensen and when I heard this concept (that supposedly many, many people are talking about and I just didn't know), suddenly it was like a whisper from my ancestors.... Cave-time. But let's face it, there's life to live. Kids to feed and school, business to run, amazing clients to support and a holiday season to plan. But to me, in this busy season, finding the inner frequency of Hygge or cave-time is the ultimate Self Care. Self care isn't the big action steps or To-Dos. Self care is the acknowledgement that you are your SELF, your inner being, magical Self... and your heart and your mind need caring for. Drop into a 5 minute moment of Cave-time and you have more self care than a 2 hour trip to Target in Holiday Season. (In fact, if you are headed to any shop in holiday season I recommend at least 10 minutes of inner cave time before hand to prepare yourself!) So, what does that care time look like?
Spiritual Awareness flows as an inner warmth and flame that comforts your from within. Taking the Cave-time as actual inner work means you can be standing in line somewhere and refocus to your inner cave, your inner cozy blanket and allow the universe to take over the clutter outside for a bit. Please note that, starting Nov. 29th, 2021, I’ll be offering you access to a free video series event called Self Off the Shelf. Each week I’ll be emailing a video lesson, with simple refocusing tools and tips to show up whole even in this stressful time of year. You'll be held and guided through some processes you can do, even while in traffic or standing in line, all created to help you tune into your heart and feel present in yourself. You can sign up to have these delivered to your inbox here. 
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 Last year, just before New Years 2019, I offered a workshop on setting Intention for the New Year.
I was passionate about helping parents dive deep into their desires, tune into how they want to feel, and set that as a goal and anchor for their year. And I still am. Some of the desired feelings and intentions participants set were: Calm. Focused. Joy. Presence Healed Whole, Self Confidence Fun. Throughout the experience I then encouraged participants to imagine how that feeling felt, and what that looked like in December. From the position of January, that felt so light, easy and fun.... it was hopeful and intentional. And here we are headed into September. While some parents are dancing with their intended feelings, others have come to me saying they lost the plot. That they lost sight of where they wanted to go and got stuck in running the hamster wheel of where they are. No harm done, I always say. You can always line up. You've just been getting a clearer idea of what you want, based on what you don't want. You can always line up with intention. It's waiting for you. It's September. There's just enough time to put some things in practice, release some resistance and open up to the person you want to be... before the holiday season. I have a bit of a Holiday, Seasonal vision… for all of us.
We practice being ourselves, in a heart connected space, no matter the circumstance. In simple terms... We walk a little slower. Drive with a little more observance to the scenery. We let people line up in front of us at the cash, so we can stop and focus on our breath a few moments more. We play in the toy aisle with our kids. We let them do the decorating and make a mess. We stop the pushing. We take small moments of deep breathes and silent appreciations. We give ourselves permission to fill our buckets, fill our wells, savor the smallest of joys. Currently, here in Nova Scotia, the leaves have fallen and the smallest of animals are running to prepare for a long sleep. There’s a sense of enclosure as well as closure. There’s a sense of Endings and appreciating of the endings before the new beginnings. Its the natural flow of all that is. We can all miss this moment, can’t we? This week we finally put our tree up and it was so exciting to see how our three children really dove into it this year.
At the same time, I had to do a little bit of inner work to really release the outcome and allow it to flow. You see, I have this box of Christmas decorations which we’ve been lumbering around with us for the past 15 years. They’ve been carefully gathered and collected over our family’s childhood. Many of them were bought in the UK from when we lived over there when our girls were small. There are the few things that were gifted to us during a particularly broke time. There’s even a small angel decoration that I made for my husband’s and my first Christmas together. (We were “in-between” countries, not knowing where to settle so not really wanting to buy a lot of things. We had a small apartment and at the last moment I decided we needed to decorate for Christmas after all. The little angel’s face was done with embroidery thread and her body was ribbon found in the bottom of a sewing basket. Her head was literally the blower of a bubble bottle, covered in material. Every year I hang her on the tree with fondness.) Over the years our box of decorations has been bashed around as it traveled from place to place with us. Not only that, many a time I’ve stressed about its wellbeing, begging my husband to do check ins on its care. There was the couple of Christmases it had been left in storage and I would mourn the little angel or special trinkets that wouldn’t be on the tree that year. There’s even been late night panic attacks where I’ve planned fire escapes and wondered how to get that box of decorations out from wherever it was stored. At a certain point I’ve had to ask the magic question of “why?” Why? Why was a box of decorations so important? |
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