Self care is one of those buzzwords, like balance, that you hear about often but don’t necessarily know how it fits into everyday life.  It sounds good in theory, but reality may be a very different thing.

During these last 6 weeks of my self care project, I was surprised to see there were many things I do for myself on a regular basis.

I allow myself some kind of chocolate treat everyday, but I also mother myself by limiting the number I can have.  And if I have one sugary/rich/boozy meal, I try balance the other meals with something more nutritionally sound.

I walk a little bit everyday—whether cold or breezy or rainy or perfectly sunny—because fresh air is good for my sanity.

I take in my surroundings, realizing that today may be very different from tomorrow.  While I wait on the bus stop in the morning, I take note of how the clouds frame a backdrop to the apartment buildings above me and how the sun lights of all it perfectly.

I pay attention.

But, here’s the thing.  Self care is an inside job.  It’s not what you do, but how you show up.  During these 40+ days, I began to notice the conversations in my head, which weren’t always kind or loving.  In fact, they often involved berating myself for the things that I hadn’t done.  And that only stressed me out more.

Self care is to notice that everyday is a miracle.  And so are you.  Therefore, you must treat yourself like the precious thing that you are.  Kindness matters, and most of all it matters that you are kind to yourself.

I’m still working on this.

But for the moment, I do know that self care is…

…knowing when to walk in the rain and when it’s time to take a cab in the middle of a torrential downpour…

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…taking a moment at a work event to be in awe of the amazing views from the observation deck of the Empire State Building…

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…noticing the beauty that spring reveals…

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…acknowledging the incredible beauty around the corner…

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….and seeing the signs of love.  My chronicle of self care is concluding this week, but the journey continues.  And I know that it is leading to towards more love.

I mentioned in an earlier post the decorated eggs that were placed all over New York City.   This week, all of them were moved to Rockefeller Center.  Out of the 300 eggs, there were many nods to love.

This one was my favorite sign of love, from one of my favorite designers, Diane von Furstenburg.

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Because, love is life.  That’s what it’s all about.  Paying attention—and self care, however imperfect—has taught me that.  In this season of miracles and renewal, I hope you see the signs of love in your lives.

xo, with goodness and grace.

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