Do you have enough rituals in your life?
Gorge, as always, to be back in your weekly softcore philosophy corner — I love it, each week, feeling like a coffee date I always look forward to even if I’m tired or feeling super Worn out Woman vibes. And thank you, always, for the cute snippets of life you let us into in your replies <3 your validation is precious and keeps the SYSCA universe turning!
This week’s Chime, in the gals’ absence as they’re on their roadie (which, BTW, looks so CUTE), is inspired by my recent Friday out, where I raced from work to meet three of my besties at one of our favourite bars, for what we affectionately call a ‘Friday Flop’. Even though we live close together (literally a trio of suburbs we’ve dubbed the ‘golden triangle’), life’s chaos is often keeping us apart.
On Fridays, if we can swing it, we meet, often with our make-up sliding off our faces, a drink we probably shouldn’t be buying because of inflashe, and a deep exhale as we sit down and unpack each other’s lives. It’s precious, hilarious, validating and makes me feel like I’m part of both a montage in a movie and something greater than my small star of life. We talked about how fucked off we were with the local election results, Iran, being a woman at work, our crushes, and how frustrated and apathetic we felt at the same time — shouldn’t we be in the streets protesting climate change? What the hell are we doing? What can we do? Capitalism has a way of keeping us very tired all the time.
Anyway, we drank and danced til 2 am, then had a sleepover like we used to do when we were 18 when we met, and when I woke up, my heart felt like a cup filled right to the top.
All of this is not to flex my gorge female friendships (which, we know, I will talk about forever as the golden elixir of life and are something I’m so lucky to have) but more about rituals. Do you have them? Do you make time for them? I’ve often felt like my life completely lacks culture or tradition, being Pākehā and not religious, living far from my family and a pretty independent life. Plus, often on Sundays, I muse on how being connected to something greater might make the day feel more meaningful. To fill it, I’ve tried to create all these little things I do that stitch together a feeling of togetherness: rituals.
So this week, my question for you is this: what rituals can you make that make your mind leave your body for a while? My fortnightly phoenixing coffees with Luce, Rom Com Tuesdays on my couch (big with a high back we call ‘The Ship’) with Holly and Si, hoodied coffees on Vee’s floor on a Saturday, Sunday evening walks up the maunga behind my house, voice notes to my bestie on my walk to work. Small things that thread together to add a rhythm to your life beyond eat, sleep, work, repeat and TikTok. Something to muse on to help your life feel more cute!
Love you! See you next week. Xo