I had my first hot shower in a month today.
Luxurious hot water streaming down my body. With an endless supply of more warmth and enveloping bliss.
The heat made more beautiful by the memory of the shrill cold water and pounding deep breaths, counting down to find the courage to enter the cold stream when I’m sweaty after a workout.
No I’m not doing some #iceman challenge, although I DO do his breathing every day. #morningRitual #wimhoff
I just haven’t had hot water where I’m living. So I’d rather go without.
“What!! You don’t shower!!?!”
This is maybe only my fourth shower this month.
(And no I don’t stink “like a dirty hippy” gross stinky armpits is a sign of overtoxicity in the body, or can be caused by bad bacteria or standard deodorants…)
One of the beautiful things about traveling is it connects you to the sense of impermanence.
This too shall pass.
Later I will shower more.
When there is hot water to enjoy.
In the mean time I can remember that millions of people don’t have hot showers, and millions of others share or don’t have one at all. And millions others don’t dream of showering, they dream of having enough water to drink.
So if you had a hot shower today, count your blessings. You are so blessed.
#firstworldproblemsinthirdworldcountries #countyourblessings #eh #nomadmama