I spent an hour in the bath tub last night. I’ve been doing it more and more often. 🛁 It’s a little bit of a challenge for me because it forces me to spend time with my body, actually seeing it and being aware of it, which is not my favorite thing. 🛁 But it’s also time to just BE and sit with my thoughts, which is a luxury, especially when you’ve got two children, work, family obligations, etc., etc., etc. 🛁 Too much time to think isn’t always great for me, either, because thinking can become overanalyzing, criticizing, scrutinizing… what did I eat today? Did I exercise enough? Did I really need that second serving? How much fat is on my thighs? Maybe I should get out the measuring tape. How many net carbs in this apple? 🛁 An hour in the tub, just thinking but not thinking too hard. Trying to practice #selfcare without veering into analysis. 🛁 How do you find the moment to be quiet and alone with yourself? How do you make space to find common ground with your body?