I decided at the last minute (last minute being just now) to give myself some things for Christmas. In retrospect, I can't say that I've been especially good to myself this year. I worked. I grinded. I supported. I celebrated sure. But I did all of that from a place inside of me that needs to succeed.
The place inside of me that needs to be nurtured has been neglected. I think I polished my toenails 6 times this year. I THINK. I used to keep my toes on 10. My feet stayed on point. And polishing toenails regularly might seem like a superficial indicator of how deep my love is for myself to some. What it meant for me was that I took some time for me. I spent time, money, and effort on me.
I used to take sensual baths. I would light candles. I would play soft music. And I would just chill. I don't even remember the last time I did something like that for myself.
So I decided to give myself time and effort for Christmas. That's what I'm giving to me. It's long overdue.
I'm Ellen Gee. When I'm honest, we learn things. When I'm not, we learn things too.
Capturing the Past