Scraping the debris of life requires concentrated effort. Sure, I can sail along ignoring issues for a long time, but eventually life looses its fizz and feels flat. Anxiety mounts. Something feels wrong. It takes a mental backhoe to dig down to the bedrock of hurts and issues too long ignored.
A daily scrub of introspection eliminates all that. Yes, just taking time each day to look at my heart and mind circumspectly, leaning against a heavenly measuring stick, keeps my soul squeaky clean. I like to add some Bible; I’m a huge fan of the Psalms. The trick lies in finding time. I am seldom alone, and all these people in and out of the house insist on talking to me! When the boys were growing up I often hid in the bathroom. Now that I’m old I pretend I’m napping. Sometimes it works, but don’t tell them.
I love a scrub in my shower as well. Posh does scrubs really well. Eco-beads, bits of loofah, seeds…all kinds of organic action work together to exfoliate and cleanse. I get those annoying little bumps on my skin–keratosis pilaris if you want the medical term. A Snarky Bar eliminates them. Try one. You’ll thank me later.