There’s magic in creating pockets of softness in your everyday life.
It looks different for everyone depending on who you are, what brings you comfort, and what soothes.
It’s the power to transform the mundane into pure, unadulterated love.
Sometimes it looks like brewing a loose-leaf tea called “Fairy Heart” that you curiously selected at a metaphysical shop up in the mountains on that solo trip a few months ago.
It looks like steaming some milk with the softest foam to top it off, and accompanying it with an orange cranberry pastry you impulsively bought today when you were in a hurry to get to an appointment, but made the time to stop for it nonetheless.
And in the background, you’re listening to your playlist titled “She’s going to be okay,” and it’s your favorite indie songs that feel like a warm hug every time you listen to them.
And you sip on that foamy, milky tea and wiggle your toes and smile to yourself because someone once pointed out you do that when you’re happy.
And that’s when you find it.
Where soul meets body.
(Yes, exactly how Death Cab For Cutie sings about it.)
And you’re reminded that you have to do these things often, so you don’t forget that you’re a soul in a body, not a body with a soul.