I set it for them, but there wasn't enough time. They left. I had planned to bathe them first and then shower myself. Lately, I've been doing things I had not planned. Lately, I haven't been planning. But this bath, this time of escape was well needed. I rushed. Initially. I was next. They were coming back for me. I had to be ready. Really ready. They don't like to wait. I usually make them wait. I operate on a different time schedule. It just is.
But this bath was so incredible. I blogged in my head while I took this bath. I sunk into the water. I felt it cover me the more I slipped into it. The water. Warm. And I had put some petite grain essential oil into it just before entering. I put it in while the hot water was running to make the water warmer. It had been a while. I spilled most of my Dr. Sebi Tooth Power that was unopened by the sink. It was soaking in water too. I had to since they put water in it and it hardened. I liked it better in liquid form. Now, I only have a little left. I don't mind. I'll get more or use something else. Not regular toothpaste. I can't stand it anymore.
The bath. Why don't I take them more often? I don't make the time. I should. I should have at least one bath a week. All that showering gets boring. Doesn't it? It does. I used that water and set in it. It set in me. I made me in tune with it. Then I made it in tune with me. I made it wash me. I made it tell me its secrets. I bathed in that water. I let it wash away all the mess, all the confusion, all the pain. All the hurt, all the lies, all that the rain missed.
Then I washed on the love. I washed on the resilience that I am one with. I washed on the petite grain essential oil. I washed on time. I didn't think I would have so much, but I washed it on anyway. I needed it. I was out of water for too long. I splashed in it. The bath expanded for me. Now I am bathed. I will bathe again. Then they came. I left bathed. Smelling like petite grain.
