Some people carry around bible verses or poetry; some grow plants in the office or go to the gym during lunch; I carry bubbles. In my grey shoulder-bag, I keep two pens, some Advil, a small notepad which my daughter and I share, and a 2-inch bubble wand ensconsed in its own gooey, sturdy, rainbow-imbued “bubblestuff.” It may be soap, it may be magic, or it may be a small oil spill in a bottle. Whatever its actual ingredients, my seven-year-old and I have pulled it out twice now – somewhere between “Get out of my life” and “Don’t ever leave me” – and it works! It really works. We giggle. We pop. We blow air in bursts, out and in, out and in, quickly and deeply, and we feel restored.
Do you have something like this – with your partner, your kids, yourself – to help you find peace when you’re hanging by the proverbial thread? Do you keep emergency bubbles, too?