Livin' the Hygge Life, Like...

 

When I was a child, I had this lovely fantasy of being able to hibernate.  I imagined myself in a quiet, underground cave, snoozing next to an open fire, and surrounded by books. I could lay low for the winter months, snooze, eat, read, repeat.  I could bide my time simply, and enjoy the coziness of the season. (I think my mind's image was profoundly inspired by Beatrix Potter's Tale of Mrs. Tittlemouse...)

Little did I know that there is a term for this inclination to get quiet and cozy, and to appreciate and savor the simplicity of warm, intimate settings and interactions.  The actual word, "Hygge," has no direct English translation. The term, concept, or way of life (however you interpret is up to you) hails from Denmark, and originates from a need to cope, physically, spiritually, and emotionally with the long, cold, dark winter months.  

"Hygge refers to finding comfort, pleasure, and warmth in simple, soothing things such as a cozy atmosphere or the feeling of friendship." Since Danes are considered to be among the happiest people on earth, perhaps we should all consider ways to incorporate Hygge into our own lifestyle. 


Hygge is not something that you can learn to do, or something that can be bought.  Hygge is more a concept, an approach to life, an atmosphere, or a feeling.  Hygge is not standardized, it is deeply personal, created by yourself, for yourself.  It is serene, cozy, warm, gentle, soothing, nurturing, indulgent, nourishing (physically and emotionally), and intimate.  Hygge is soft clothing, cozy blankets and couches, candles, fireplaces, warm drinks, nourishing food, close friends, and quiet, contemplative activities. Hygge is love, spirituality, gratitude, gentleness and appreciation. Fall is the ideal time of year to begin to consider adding some Hygge to your existence. 


When I think about my journey with mental health, and learning to take care of myself, not only physically, but emotionally and spiritually as well, I realize that I have already developed a Hygge kind of existence.  When I'm facing long, cold, dark days (literally and figuratively), I gravitate to softness and gentleness, stillness and serenity.  My living room is full of soft blankets. I light candles and lamps instead of turning on the bright, overhead lights.  I sit and enjoy coffee in an empty, silent room. I find comfort and solace in the sights and sounds of nature.  My living space is incomplete without a fire to provide warmth and soft light.  These are all just the things that I do to calm my soul when my soul has become too hectic. Interesting, then, that the people who have incorporated Hygge into their culture and personal lifestyle are considered to have optimal life satisfaction and happiness.  

In case you are interested in welcoming Hygge into your life, but don't really know what to do, I've created a calendar.  I certainly wouldn't call it a challenge, because that would be distinctly UN-Hygge.  I think I'd call it a calendar of ideas to indulge your inner Hygge this month. 

🕯 Get cozy, and take care of you. 💖

  

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