I’ll be honest with you, most of my life is not Instagram worthy.
I can’t count how many times a week you would find me slouching over an office chair, or the dining table, or maybe even sitting in my bedroom, in pajama pants, messy hair, definitely not the picture of a successful entrepreneur. And I’m starting to learn that that’s OK, it’s just the season that we’re in.
Because here’s what God is revealing to me: Self care looks different for every person during every season.
Let me give you an example: When my kids were young and I had infants and toddlers in the house, getting a shower was a luxury. Getting a shower was not just getting clean, but it was that 5, sometimes 12 minutes alone.
Just me.
Nobody knocking on the door, nobody needing anything, it was sacred space.
That’s what self care looked like.
Sometimes self-care looked like reading a bible study aloud to each other after the kids had gone to bed because we knew that the only way we could get through it without falling asleep from utter exhaustion was to read that way. Sometimes one of us would read and the other would fold laundry or catch up on other chores as we listened, but that time was such a guilty pleasure for us because everybody was in bed and nobody would come in,
Again, that was our sacred space.
What I’m learning about this season is that the sacred space looks very different.
