A shower sheep
If that title intrigued you, you are my kind of peoples.
Back in 2021 we finished our second floor renovation. To give you a little floor plan, we live in a 1930’s farmhouse style bungalow. We are cozily tucked into about a 1,000 sq foot layout with our primary sleeping quarters being the upper half of our home. When we finished our second floor reno we installed a giant shower in the primary bathroom. Like, when I was in labor, I could fit myself on a birthing ball and Craig in this shower. Massive.
I picked this really beautiful textured creamy neutral tile for the walls and a deep gray slate tile for the floors. They make the shower a mix of elegance and cozy, so I find myself really taking a step out of my thinking brain when I’m in there. That shower is one of the top places I find creative sparks and ideas to download (the car is also a inspirational hub for me).
Today as I was zoning out, I noticed as I was gazing at the tile that there was a sheep! I swear, it looked as if the sheep was standing on it’s hind legs with it’s head turned into the wind and it’s front legs were open as if waiting for a hug. No, I did not hug my tile, I’m not that crazy just yet.
BUT you bet the next idea in my head was, “I wonder what the spiritual significance of the sheep is?”.
Well, let me tell you.
According to the internet, the spiritual symbolism of the sheep has a few meanings. This one in specific stood out to me; vulnerability.
It says that, “the presence of sheep could mean that you are getting in touch with a softer part of yourself. Vulnerable in a positive way as open, available to feeling in a gentle, innocent manner.”
It always makes me giggle how much the Universe will nudge you.
I’m currently working through this discovery of how my mind struggles to allow my body/heart to expereince my emotions when I’m sad. All of the other emotions I have no problem embodying, but sadness I just have this block in expressing. I do not override the emotion with a more favored feeling. Instead I intellectualize the sadness, I try to ‘make it make sense’. I feel like I may have yapped about this recently. So, it’s fitting to me that my brain found the vulnerable little shower sheep, maybe there’s a softness my heart is feeling ready to explore.
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