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Novelist, mother, minister, and yoga teacher muses on books, babies, motherhood, and what matters with reverent humor.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Retreat and Renewal

I was enjoying a look-through my Kripalu catalog the other day.

Weekend getaways for health and sanity...yoga intensives...massages and wholesome food. And, yes, I was looking rather longingly at the photographs of joyful, stress-free, smiley people living the deep spiritual life in communion with...themselves, and oh wouldn't it be nice to just go off, on the spur of the moment, and have a weekend trip.

And then I realized, how silly of me! I have my own little rest and renewal retreats EVERY SINGLE DAY. I get to go to the bathroom. And shut the door. And look at a catalog. For somewhere between 3 and 7 minutes. It's a Mother's Retreat. Icing on the cake is the fact that it's free.

So how can I be complaining or envying the yoga-spandex clad, kale eating, rosy-cheeked, kirtan-chanting, people in those pictures?

Except on the days when my children insist of being in the bathroom with me while I take my little mini-retreat from the world. On those days I can complain.


  1. Wait, you mean you have days when they DON'T come into the bathroom with you?? How do you manage that?

  2. To be honest, it only happens when my husband is home (and sometimes not even then). But on the weekends, when he is here, I have a total spa vacation in there.