Honour thyself.
Dearest you,
It has been a week full of new adventures including the launch of an immersive mala making & sound experience with my dearest friend Philly. It was such a beautiful experience of creating nervous system regulation through a healing soundscape, a hands-on, tactile, meditative and creative process, whilst being supported in a energy field of calming scents and cultivated pauses. It was 3 hours of bliss.
For some, the process of dream building this event into creation would have been a step by step, calculated process, a super efficient machine like process but for the HSP’s like Philly and I it was the culmination of dreams, laughter, friendship and faith. It was learning how to lean into our sensitivities so as not to freeze and being a support for each other to allow the process to flow with ease and joy. Our sensitivities meant that we were able to communicate in a way that others perhaps could not, we could feel what the other was feeling and lean deeply into understanding what we each needed to bring the dream to life. It was about feeling safe and anchored enough to be able to create with pure love and joy. The result of this union was an event that was exactly as we dreamed it would be.
And knowing my own sensitivity, I knew that once the event was completed, I needed to clear my diary for a day. A day where I could process, release, clear, cleanse, settle and calm. By honouring ourselves and the season of hibernation, we not only created a nest for others in the world, but, we then created a nest to come back home and rest in for ourselves.
Honouring myself post event was coming home to beautiful roses, a cup of tea and a chocolate. After a dance class to shake off any fizzy energy, and after a lot of joyful messaging with Philly, I ended my day having a long hot shower and wrapping myself in a snuggly robe, it was slow cooking a beef stew and cuddling with my cat whilst it simmered and bubbled. Lit by candlelight, it was nesting myself in the warmth of my husbands embrace. It was being unapologetic about being quiet the next day, about going at my own pace and still doing the packed lunches and all the jobs that needed to be done…. but it was slow, considered, pausing for small moments. It was nesting at its best.
The old me would have taken 3 or 4 days of pushing through the discomfort and then feeling the effects of burn out. But this me, knows better. She knows how to have a voice and gives herself permission to express what she needs, she bends and flows like water in the river, she is no longer rigid in expectation but a force of self love.
Cultivating a life that feels easier and more peaceful as an HSP means discovering yourself, knowing yourself and honouring yourself. Its about finding your people and letting yourself be loved, seen and accepted in the way you love, see and accept others.
That is where the magic lies. That is were you become your own greatest gift.
Celebrating you sweet friend,
Me x
