There is nothing quite like a shower. Especially after you’ve worked up a good sweat working out or, in my case today, working hard around the house.
I suddenly felt very connected and aware during this particular shower. I felt and heard everything very keenly and clearly.
The luxurious foam of body wash on a puff as it glides across skin. The gentle scrape of the razor and the lovely smoothness left in its wake. The squeak of freshly shampooed hair and the sliding of the comb through it after a good conditioning. The softness of a deeply cleaned face and the brisk freshness after applying toner. The overall wonderful feeling of the water as it washes away all of the dirt and any immediate worries along with it. The slightly odd feeling of nails that are suddenly a lot shorter after being clipped. The fantastic smell of cherry blossom moisturizer and its gentle sparkle when applied.
Yes, it was a very pure, Buddhist, in-the-moment experience.
It’s too bad that reality comes rushing back in all too quickly. I think that maybe it’s time that I read some books on Buddhist philosophy.
Oh I totally grok. It almost makes you want to turn right around and jump back in, doesn’t it? There are several books Scott has here that I really should read, but just … haven’t.
My showers rarely make it beyond the 3 minute point, and then someone starts banging on the door, “Mom, are you in there? Mom?!?” LOL. Maybe the kids should read some Buddhist stuff. 😉