Sunday, September 29, 2013

Places

I pour the bath water and add a few drops of lavender oil. I feel the sweet warmth of this routine follow me, even though I am moving as I undress and put my clothes away. My closet is attached to and open to the bathroom. My eyes graze over my mainly hanged clothes as I prepare in my mind what I will wear tomorrow. No need to lay it out, I see all the pieces within easy reach.

This house surprises me. Several years ago, we stayed at the Princeville Hotel on the norther shore of Kauai. The hotel is famous for their room spray, and of course, we bought several bottles. But upon returning to our former home, I realize the room spray feels out of place there. So one of the pretty bottles goes on my dresser as decor, the other gets tucked away in the bathroom. Fast forward several years later to our new home.

Again, I go to put the bottle on my dresser as decor. But the thought of trying a spritz somehow emerges, I don't remember how or why, and I spray the entry way. The odor feels perfectly at home there. How odd! I am intrigued by this. I thought I didn't care for the scent. But I love it here. We don't have the yard views our old home had, but we do have wonderful light.

It doesn't take long for the lightly scented lavender bath to soothe and warm my body.

Someone told me recently, "What a great opportunity to move and sort of reinvent yourself. No taking or need to talk about any of the old baggage, you get to be the present you." I reflect on this statement and realize, "But I like myself as I am." And I realize, I am the present me, baggage and all. And it's all okay with me. At least, most of the time.

But I think I know what she was trying to convey. We don't have to go to a new place to let go of things that need to be let go, but sometimes, it certainly does help.

"I love the feeling of being anonymous in a city I've never been before."

I've felt this. Even recently. Maybe it was Aruba. Aruba changed me. Laugh all you want, but a person can get in touch with themselves on the Jolly Pirate Snorkel Tour, AND accomplish this without using the open bar. I'm sure the rope swing and the dancing didn't hurt. I put it down to being on a sailboat, wind in my hair, clear Carribean water all around me, swathed in crystal sky, crystal water and crystal sand along the coastline. I feel prisms of light bathing me, carried by light, water and wind.

My daughter said to me once upon my return from Hawaii, "Mother, you live in the wrong state." A very true statement. I spray the room spray nearly every morning and sometimes in the evening. I wonder what adventures await.