Focus
Once upon a time mornings were really hard for me.
Now mornings are an opportunity for me to Begin. An opportunity to sit in the moment and decide.
I have good days and bad days but my worst days are the ones I don’t start right.
This morning the sun was shining, so I positioned my yoga mat near the window and raised my face to that glorious star. I breathed in and out.
I prayed.
I sat and sipped a cup of tea, peppermint to get me going.
I pulled my bullet journal out and doodled, I planned, I poured out my fears and anxieties. I reflected on all the many wonderful things in my life. Like a cup of tea in the sunshine. Electricity. A hot shower.
Life is so noisy, even here under quarantine, finding a moment of silence is a gift, and that gift is granted every morning.
I love to sit in the mornings and sift through the soft sounds of the morning. Cats padding around the house, the dog chuffing her way through a dream, children stirring, birds up in the trees about their business, the hum of life.
I don’t cope with changes as gracefully as I should, the constant of a morning ritual gives me balance when life around me starts to wobble. And I am grateful for it. A chance to focus on what gives me purpose and direction. An opportunity to decide. And a few moments of peace.
K~