1. to sustain with food or nutriment; supply with what is necessary for life, health, and growth.
3. to strengthen, build up, or promote: to nourish discontent among the workers; to nourish the arts in one’s community.
As I walked into work this morning, feeling a little tired and a little low, I thought about how I could nourish myself a little. Maybe bring some sparkle back.
I started making a list in my head of the ways I know to nourish myself. There probably aren’t any big shocks here, but it’s good to remember you are always in charge of developing good self-care.
Here are mine. Please feel free to add to the list:
Take a yoga class. Not just any yoga class, but one with a teacher I already know I love and resonate with. You know the ones. You get a hit of nurturing when you’re in their presence, maybe even a pearl of wisdom or two.
Go out for a pot of tea or a bowl of soup. Make it something that’s filling and warm. Take a book you’ve already read and love. Maybe something non-fiction and uplifting. I just took one by Sarah Ban Breathnach off the shelf again this morning.
Go for a long walk. Even if it’s cold outside. Bundle up and get the blood flowing. You’ll warm up. Combining this with No. 2 can be nice.
Find a trusted friend or family member and tell them all the ways you feel tender. I bet they might say all the right words, or at least make all the right noises, like, “Aww…” It’s funny how that small gesture can go such a long way.
Take yourself on a date — to a play, a movie, an art show. I took myself to a total chick flick at Kimball’s the other night. I got a glass of wine and said pretty things to myself, like, “You look beautiful tonight!” “You’re just so darn smart and interesting and wow, can you write!”
Sit under the stars, on a forest floor or by a stream. You don’t have to do anything else, just sit and soak in the natural world.
Hug a pug. Or any pet, really. When I went through a lot of change late last year and early this year, I wanted nothing more than to go home at night, smush my face into my dog’s neck and breathe him in. Now that is nourishment, for both of us.
I’m curious. How do you nourish yourself? Are you a green juice junkie? A massage connoisseur? A lover and buyer of shiny things? Email me: firstname.lastname@example.org