Self-care is extremely important for your health and well-being. Too often, people wait until they are sick or under a lot of stress before they think about looking after themselves. What does self-care mean anyway?
It simply means putting your own needs first. Regularly doing things that are beneficial for your mind and body; every day if necessary!
Prevention is always better than cure and just because you feel good and life is treating you kindly, this doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t indulge in treating yourself to a little bit of ‘me time’ now and then. If you lead a stressful life or suffer from worry or anxiety, then self-care for you is even more important. Get into the habit of doing things for yourself every day!
For those of you who are not in the habit of putting yourself first, then it’s time you started. Look at it this way – if you don’t take care of yourself, then who is going to do it for you? It’s your responsibility to take care of your own body, mind and spirit.
I didn’t know what dental floss was when I was a child. Candy floss was more prominent in my vocabulary. The importance of taking special care of our teeth wasn’t drummed into me or my brothers when we were children.
We thought it was normal to have teeth pulled when they decayed. “Sure we’ll get brand new ones like our parents did. Lovely new white straight teeth”. Did we really say that? Yes, I’m afraid we did.
Of course we were warned many times about the dangers of eating too many sweets but it didn’t stop us munching our way through sticky toffees and sugary jellies. And who could forget the Blackjacks and Fruit Salads? About ten in a bag for 2p. And they lasted for hours.
I remember being so excited if I found a halfpenny on the street. I went straight to Mrs. Fultons sweet shop for a Golfball chewing gum. It used to last me three days! A day at school went so slow when you had a couple of pennies in your pocket to spend in Mrs. Fultons on the way home. She was every child’s most favourite woman on the planet!
At last my first class of Ashtanga Yoga had arrived. I had been looking forward to this night for weeks and with my new yoga mat tucked under my arm, I made my way down to our local leisure centre with my daughter Gemma.
I bounced in the door at 7pm with an enthusiastic grin on my face. The class had already started so I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself to the group. They all looked comfortable and relaxed stretched out in Savasana pose (also known as Corpse pose) and I couldn’t wait to join in.
Gemma grabbed a spot in the far corner of the room with her sister Charlene while I stayed near the door. I spread out my yoga mat and took off my shoes and lay down like a corpse. Yes, this was lovely. Nice and relaxing.
I tried to learn the practice of yoga about ten years ago but I just couldn’t get into it at the time. Since then I have made several attempts to learn it from books and videos but that didn’t work out for me at all. So I had more or less decided that yoga just wasn’t my thing.
But it has been on my mind a lot recently for many reasons: lower backache, stiff joints that need looking after, poor muscle tone and also my interest in meditation.