This weekend I found myself sitting on the toilet — in the dark — praying. Yep, that’s right. I was praying while I was using the potty. In that moment I started to think about all of the things I do in there and I wondered, “is this what my life has come to? Escaping to the potty just to clear my head, read, send emails, tweet, think, or be one with God?”
I have had a lot going on lately. And with everything going on, I have been experiencing the most horrible pain in my neck and shoulders. And what’s disturbing about the pain is the fact that it’s constant. Pain is not something I should come to relay on as a constant in my life. I am really not ready for that reality. But sitting on the potty to do — well, whatever I feel like doing — helps me just relax, relate, release. It helps with diminishing my shoulder pain. It helps me pull it together so I can rejoin the world with genuine smiles.
So, why can’t I pray anywhere else? Well, I can. But, the things is, nowhere seems to be as peaceful as the potty right now. It seems to be the one place where even my 3-year-old respects the need for privacy (this respect is a recent development…thank God). The potty is where I can just take a deep breath and just BE.
As women, I think we often find ourselves overwhelmed and exhausted. The problem, however, is that we rarely ask for help. We deal with the day-to-day pressures because that is what we are supposed to do, right? That’s what people expect from us. Yet, at some point, should we ask ourselves if our way of ‘being’ is healthy? Are we truly living our best lives?
In this very moment I would love to keep typing and share more about my potty reflections, but I honestly need to go get my heating pad and stick it in the microwave. My shoulders and neck are killing me!
Before I go, though, I should say this: I am not encouraging any of you to take to the potty to find peace of mind. However, don’t knock my methods. Right now, it’s what keep me sane and thankfully the God I serve really doesn’t care where I am when we speak. 🙂