At the very moment I type this, I have a West Elm shibori duvet and matching shams in my shopping cart. I am trying to convince myself not to buy them. One part of my brain is saying: “You don’t need them. Save your money. Who cares if they’re on sale?” The other part is shouting, “But they’re so beautiful. And you may not need them now, but you will definitely need them later. What if they’re no longer available then? You’ll be sad you didn’t buy them when you had the chance.”
It is no coincidence that I had a pretty awful day at work yesterday. I like to buy myself nice things when I get stressed out. Especially when the stress is job-related. I tell myself that I deserve to spend the money I earn on something that will make me smile. I hardly buy clothes or shoes anymore because a) I like to travel, so I save for two trips per year, three if I can get the time off; and b) if I do shop, I usually buy things for my home. I’m slowly amassing a collection of home decor items to take with me when I finally move. My most outrageous purchase yet was a set of end tables from World Market. When they were delivered to the house, Marvs said, “You can’t buy furniture. That’s just crazy. This isn’t a storage unit. This is my house!” That exact thought actually crossed my mind when I hit the checkout button, but I ignored it because I’d been drooling over the tables for at least a year and they were finally on sale for HALF of their original price. World Market had already discontinued the coordinating coffee table, so I thought it would be my last chance to get them. They’re in their boxes in the sunroom now and I check on them once a week. It sounds absurd because it is.
I recently found myself enamored by this Tretchikoff pillow. Laurie overheard me talking about it with Tiff and asked me the same question I have asked myself many times: “Why do you keep buying all these things when you have no use for them now?” I had no real explanation other than: “Because I want to?”
Her assessment: my root chakra needs some clearing. Located at the bottom of the spine/groin area, the root chakra is associated with survival . Self-preservation. Individuality. Security. Symptoms of a low-energy root chakra include lack of confidence, anxiousness about finances, job, or home, weight issues, and feeling lost. All things I’ve experienced intermittently in the last several years. Laurie thinks my need to collect all these pretty things allows me some semblance of control. Sounds like she and my old therapist (still on the hunt for a new one) are on the same page.
So, I’m probably not going to buy the duvet and the shams, even though I really, really want them.
And now I need to figure out how to heal my root chakra. A quick search yielded this Mind Body Green article. I think I’ll start by practicing barefoot in the backyard to ground myself. And maybe I’ll try out all the reds in my nail polish stash.
My yogi friends, do you have any other suggestions?