The mermaids would not leave me alone. They followed me home after a luscious dip in the local waterfall and swimming hole down the road. They kept me up at night until I listened to their advice:“We want you to do something fun and pleasurable every day. We want you to call it The Pleasure Hour although it can last as long as you like! And, at the end of the day, write about what you did.”So, I wrote about my luscious swim that day and vowed to swim with them more often. After that, I took more time to consider what part of my day was purely for pleasure. I ate more strawberries, laid with my belly on the earth, took time to sit in the sun, slowed down and enjoyed whatever I was doing more.
I realized I wasn’t truly committed to their advice because I wasn’t writing about my experiences every night. I wasn’t opening fully to my hour of pleasure and the pleasure I receive in writing. My work is so joyful yet be-ing time feels important as well.
This acceptance of pleasure is medicine for my womb, my 2nd chakra. Focusing on my creation center more intently the last months included listening to her, yet somehow making pleasure a priority felt different than eating healthy foods or taking a supplement. Taking a Pleasure Hour may be the supplement I need most.
The mermaids invite you to join me in this exercise, too. Make time and space for The Pleasure Hour every day—really slow down, be, enjoy life, play, eat strawberries, buy yourself orange roses. (I did that today.) Write about it if you find pleasure in that. Or, go to the water’s edge and receive the flow of love the water spirits have for you.
Jump in… the mermaids are waiting for you.
