Wednesday, August 22, 2007
My Sacred Life Day 3
This is my water sanctuary, otherwise known as my bathtub. I live alone with LoveHubbie, who only uses it once every couple of years, so it is truly mine. A day without a bath is a tougher day than necessary, because it is so luxurious to simply sit and enjoy the warmth and the water.
Actually, I view my bathtub as really extraordinary, but it qualifies as an everyday sacred part of my life, because I use it daily and it feels precious to me. I know that fancier bathtubs probably exist, like those with bubbles and other fancy accoutrements, but this bathtub is my favorite...I don't like bubbles and such. Just lots of warm, deep water.
I grew up in an authoritarian home sharing a small bathtub with many family members. When I was 16 my father came into the bathroom to measure the water in the tub (we were allowed to pour two inches only) and discovered that I was over the limit. Way over, by three inches...so he forbade me to ever take a bath in his house again. For the next two years I took showers only.
So now, many years later, I take real satisfaction at having my own very, very nice bath. Since I've left home, I've only gradually, over many, many years, learned to escape my upbringing and many of the uncomfortable choices I made on my own as a young adult. Only in mid-life have I felt free enough to discover who I am and at last finally had the courage to begin to be that person.
~Picture by Me