The sacred space

For many, one of the only spaces on earth bereft of disturbances, noise, technology, people, chatter, books and all the clamor of modern life is…the shower! Yes, the shower. You see, even the toilet invites the possibility of phone and books. But in the shower, you are alone. You are isolated. You are guarded and released from everything. It is only you. Only your intuitions, only your thoughts, and everything that arises from you without distraction and hiding. There you can truly enter into deep contemplation, for there is no responding to anything electronic. There you can think about your day, your life, your decisions. Alone. There you can dream dreams. There you can hope. There you can long. There you can form action plans. There you can develop strategic steps to advance. There you can receive inspiration. There you are outside and beyond the reach of everything, literally everything, besides your own inner life.

It is only there that struggles of the day takes on the metaphor of dirt and grime from the body that is washed away in newness. Alone. Concurrently, the water and soap becomes iconographic and symbolic of that inspiration, of those dreams, of those wishes, of those deep longings you hope will be one day realized, thereby enveloping you in rebirth. Yes, the shower is one of the remaining guarded and sacred spaces left. For this reason, taking a shower is more than routine. It is release from the hustle and bustle. It is a ritual, it is baptism, it is consecration. Yes, it is rebirth.

About Ikenna Q Ezealah

Ikenna Q Ezealah is a writer, author and essayist whose themes embrace human-spiritual development.
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