Thursday, January 3, 2013


In theory, we all know that we should take time for ourselves.

Moving to two children is teaching me that I need to be more intentional about it as time passes. I am able to snatch a nap during the day here and there. Let me tell you, once the kids are down around 8pm, that’s my usual time to turn my brain off and sit in front of the boob tube for about an hour, sometimes more, pretending I don’t have any kids until my 5 week old rouses me from my mini-vacation.

These breaks have kept me sane but there is a special time that I look forward to each month. A few years ago my spouse and I were introduced to a non-traditional worship services called Taize. Check out more about it here. Everywhere we’ve lived we’ve been able to find a congregation that hosts this program. After being in our new location for a year or so, I found out that a local church, not even a mile from my house holds a Taize service once a month. 

This service is mindfully crafted to help the participants set life aside and focus on the present moment.

Although virtually impossible to describe, I will use my two brain cells that are currently functioning to try. This service is mindfully crafted to help the participants set life aside and focus on the present moment. When I walk into the candlelit sanctuary, shrouded in silence, sans spouse or children, it’s almost like walking into a vacuum that forces me to leave all normal life behind. For me, there is very little that can trouble me in this space. If random thoughts pop into my mind it is easy for me to shelve them until later. Once it begins simple songs are sung. A phrase or verse is continuously repeated in order to relay messages of peace, healing and spiritual companionship to the soul. There’s nothing like it for me. It’s like the special treat or dessert my spirit yearns for. 

I did not know how much it meant to me until today, when I missed it while showering one child and bathing then nursing the second. There could not be a better excuse for me to not to attend. When I glanced at the clock and realized that there was no way I would make it, part of me wanted to throw a tantrum like my 4 year old when she’s tired, another part of me wanted to use that superman power and turn time backward by flying around the earth counter clockwise, the last part of me did it’s best to tap into that intentionality of being present just where I was. I did my best to enjoying the fleeting moments of my rapidly growing children. This experience also showed me how much I need intentional feeding of my soul on a regular basis.

 “There are days I drop words of comfort on myself like falling leaves and remember that it is enough to be taken care of by my self.” ~B.Andreas

How about you? What do you do to make sure you spirit is getting enough nourishment? We would love to hear from you.

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