When I was young, my most magical and creative times were in the summer. I think the key to their magical quality was their openness. A day could open up, and all there was in it was space. There was space to get as many books from the library as they’d let me borrow. There was space to turn off the lights in my light purple bedroom and fall back asleep for an hour in the middle of the day. There was space to lie on my back next to my sister in the living room and pretend to be fancy reclining cats as we stretched our legs up to the ceiling and made prim shapes of paws with our hands.
I hadn’t thought about this before, but there was also great self care and family care built into those days, and I think that’s why they were so happy too. Our home was sensory and beautiful. My sisters would work on mastering their instruments while I listened from my room, sketching at my art desk. Mom would be preparing dinner while her third daughter practiced her harp, and I could smell the simmering basil and tomatoes from our garden cooking down for pasta. My migraines would go away during these summers and I’d find ways to feel really good. I found little rituals and strung together pleasant moments as the summer floated along.
Today, on a regular Wednesday in 2020, working way more than full-time and living in an apartment on my own, I found myself with the rare reality of having a bit more time in my day than usual. Without planning to do this, I was able to find a flow of play, rest, creativity, and sensory delight that reminded me of those summer times between school years. I made a smoothie from frozen banana, giant blueberries, and honey almond milk. I took a really long shower and used my favorite shampoo and hair mask to make my hair feel silky. I put on my Vitamin C serum that makes my skin glow.I did a long inversion posture lying down on the carpet in my bedroom to let the blood drain from my feet. I practiced a few backward somersaults just to see if I could still do them. I listened to “Hero” by Enrique Iglesias because I just love that song.
There were a few moments during this “free time” where I thought, “maybe I don’t deserve this kind of luxury or enjoyment. It’s just a random Wednesday. Have I earned this?” Then I thought, that is so sad. My life is still my life, even though I’m an adult. And while working very hard, I can still just allow myself to “be” and to enjoy. I hope you can find ways to do the same thing, whatever that means to you.
Drawings from summers growing up in Utah.
Shea Mask from Trader Joe’s makes for silky hair.
Big Shampoo from LUSH is my favorite.
The sea salt in this shampoo volumizes really well.
Inversion posture with a pillow balanced on your feet while you lie on your back against a wall.
True Botanicals Radiance Oil Vitamin C Serum
Home.