Beneath the Wax
- Charletta Wilson
- 17 hours ago
- 2 min read

No matter how many responsibilities are staring me down, time still manages to vanish like a magician’s rabbit.
It was well into noon and I was still in my PJ’s. The day started sweetly — a quick devo with the hubz, he dropped the kiddo at summer school, and I padded downstairs for coffee. But as I passed my Scentsy wax-melter-thingy, I noticed a thick layer of dust crusting around the rim. I thought, "Disgusting." So naturally...I detoured from the coffee pot and cleaned it. Not just swapped the wax — I cleaned the whole dang thing. For the first time in... years, if we’re being honest.
It may sound silly, but in that moment, it felt like a spiritual awakening by way of scented wax.
It got me wondering: Alright Char, what else in your life have you blindly passed over in the name of doing more? What other corners of home — or heart — are waiting patiently beneath the pile of deadlines?
Coffee finally in hand, I may have squeezed in a smidge of work (guilty). I’ve been trying so hard not to, but I told myself it was “just a few updates” to help the team finalize a new guide we’re launching — a heartfelt piece about connection, development, and yep… loneliness.
Work is sacred to me.
It’s medicine.
It’s meaning.
But it’s also a beautiful, sneaky distraction from tending to my own life.
I love what I do — and still, I often use it to outrun the quieter parts of myself. The wax-melter-thingy moments. The dust I don't want to face — physical, mental or emotional.
Eventually, I made it to the office couch. My pup curled up beside me, still healing from surgery but perfectly at peace. Just happy to be near.
Watching him reminded me:
Presence heals.
Not performance.
Not progress.
P r e s e n c e. (notice the space?)
And that — right there — is a Be& moment.
I can be ambitious and unhurried.
I can be of service and allow rest.
I can love my work and still make space for joy with no agenda.
I’m learning (over and over) that becoming isn’t about doing more.
It’s about noticing what’s been quietly waiting — just beneath the wax — asking for a little light, a little love, and maybe…a good deep clean.
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