Little luxuries make life so much more fulfilling. They help me open my heart, sink into myself, and enjoy the physical plane of existence. Flowers, a nice candle-holder, a pretty decorative pillow, clean sheets, color coordinated towels, and a plant in full foliage are all luxurious to me. I am noticing that I could not allow these things, or appreciate them (in the case of the clean sheets), until I was already ready to luxuriate in my physical humanity and the physicality of earth.
Since I have spent most of my life trying to ignore or escape my body and the earthly plane this is quite a lovely surprising shift. When I did settle for a bit into my body I found myself drowning in negative thoughts about it. only to do my best to leave or ignore it once again.
I thought the more I shifted and expanded my awareness the less I would care about my body and hence spend less time grounded in it or aware of it. Well, it is true I do not care in the sense that it is not the most important thing to me nor is it all I identify with. However, my spiritual growth has led to a greater appreciating of this physical manifestation of my energy. I treasure it like I treasure my heart or my spirit. I am in love with it just the way it is. I am grateful for this body. I allow myself to be grounded in it, embodying as much of my higher self/light being/authentic self (whatever words you wish to use) as I can.
It has survived me. I have not treated it well on any level: emotionally, physically, spiritually or mentally. What undeniable proof of my strength and ability to manifest that I have a body that is fairly healthy and beautifully functional. I also think that this is proof that sometimes the higher self takes care of things even though the mind interferes. Thank God and ourselves.
Of course, the more grateful I am to my body the easier it is to be grounded in it. Additionally, the easier it is to appreciate the earth itself. I like the leaves on the trees, the plants, the mountains, the ocean, the sand, the land etc. I am not trying to escape it or ignore it so much anymore.
This has resulted in changes in what I consider luxurious. I need less things around me. Simple things feel luxurious to me. More than that I luxuriate in time, in being able to watch the ocean for hours, in enjoying a great meal with a friend, in being able to walk in beautiful areas, and in the sacredness of my every day choices. What a magnificent feeling this is. Contentment, Fulfillment, Satisfaction. WOW!