While showering this morning I realized I was quietly and joyfully singing, as I lovingly lathered soap all over my body.
This got me pondering the pleasure gained from the simple act of cleansing.
I realized that I now spent more time showering. Partly because my "beauty" regimen called for a more thorough scrubbing, but a large part was just the joy gained from showering.
This insight seemed so obvious I wondered that I had never reflected on it before.
This observation, in turn, caused me to ponder other simple acts that now were a source of pleasure. Walking, basking in all the varied sights & smells city life has to offer, and stopping to exchange pleasantries with the people I pass. Tidying up around the house, and taking pride in a clean well organized dwelling.... a home. The deep serenity that seems to come, from time to time, unannounced and without warning, filling me with a deep and satisfying emotion.
All these and more, simple joys, that, at least to me seem part and parcel of womanhood.
For all my kvetching the joys & benefits of approaching femininity, even at my age, perhaps more so because of my age, far outweigh the negatives. I have a lot to be thankful for. Gratitude....another simple gift.
 

I feel the same way. 

Quote from: gail123 on October 03, 2010, 08:33:15 PM
While showering this morning I realized I was quietly and joyfully singing, as I lovingly lathered soap all over my body.
This got me pondering the pleasure gained from the simple act of cleansing.
I realized that I now spent more time showering. Partly because my "beauty" regimen called for a more thorough scrubbing, but a large part was just the joy gained from showering.
This insight seemed so obvious I wondered that I had never reflected on it before.
This observation, in turn, caused me to ponder other simple acts that now were a source of pleasure. Walking, basking in all the varied sights & smells city life has to offer, and stopping to exchange pleasantries with the people I pass. Tidying up around the house, and taking pride in a clean well organized dwelling.... a home. The deep serenity that seems to come, from time to time, unannounced and without warning, filling me with a deep and satisfying emotion.
All these and more, simple joys, that, at least to me seem part and parcel of womanhood.
For all my kvetching the joys & benefits of approaching femininity, even at my age, perhaps more so because of my age, far outweigh the negatives. I have a lot to be thankful for. Gratitude....another simple gift.

The simple joys of living are always the best. Things like taking an extra 5 minutes
to savor putting yourself in order each morning. Basking in the sun. Stretching. Kicking off your heels in the car.

And always remembering to thank God for each day.

Quote from: Jin on June 27, 2016, 10:24:46 AM
The simple joys of living are always the best. Things like taking an extra 5 minutes
to savor putting yourself in order each morning. Basking in the sun. Stretching. Kicking off your heels in the car.

And always remembering to thank God for each day.

Amen sister


Sent from my E6782 using Tapatalk

I love bathing. I fill the tub with bubbles and scented oil and just soak for a while. It's so relaxing. Well when its relaxing if I don't have to yell at my brother to get the ## away from the door and use my dad's bathroom. I think females just enjoy bathing. Guys seem to be more efficient about it. My brother showers very quickly and he's always asking why it takes me so long.  I told him I have hair to wash and condition and I have to shave my legs for one thing. And my dad, forget it. He takes totally fast showers.  I think it's a habit from his military days.