I like the familiar. The well-worn path. The knowing of what to do next, of what is coming next, of what is on my path.
Which is why I like my morning routine.
I awaken (later than I used to which is getting to be quite lovely). I pet Beaumont for awhile (it’s hard not to, he jumps up on the bed as soon as he hears me move and lays on my stomach). I get up. Take him out for a short wander. Sit in the quiet of the morning. Meditate. Make a latte. Sit down at my computer and begin to write.
Some mornings, like today, I take a couple of photos of my world. Sometimes, it’s because I think they may go with what I write. Sometimes, it’s just because.
I’m okay with it all.
In the presence of my morning rituals, I find my pace, my rhythm, myself.
This morning, I am adding back a step in my morning ritual that I had begun before I left for the west Coast — writing my 3 pages.
I left my 3 pages journal at my daughter’s — I’d intended to keep up the practice while I was away but found myself diving headfirst into my days as my grandson rises early and I love the early morning hours with him — and the morning hours are my preferred writing time.
Though, with my arising time getting later, that may change too. Perhaps it is in my “Sage-ing” time is becoming less the measurement of how I spend my days.
I am also falling in love with the word and concept of “Sage-ing”. Yesterday, I signed up for an online course with Spirituality and Practice — Infusing Your Life with Creativity. The course is presented by two Elders of Sage-ing International and while my life is fairly infused with creativity, the reminder to slow down, to consciously move through my day with a creative frame is important. Plus, I love to learn new things and there’s always something to learn about being a creative and its many joys.
Which all means, I’ll be adding the coursework to my morning routine. What fun!
And today, I begin the process of clearing out the back room where all my art supplies and paraphenalia are stored, in ernest. Not a small task but cloudy skies and a keen desire to create order and make space for renewed creativity and unknown possibilities are spurring me on.
As I cleanse and clear, unpack and sort, I shall carry with me the word that I pulled from my Shell of Plenty which sits on my desk, “Joy.”
To do all things with a Joyful Heart is a beautiful gift I bestow upon myself today.
May you find joy in all things today as well.
Namaste.
I learned to miss little domestic routines so much while I was homeless, and I treasure it so much now!
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OH Ana. So glad to know you are out of that space into one where you can once again treasure those moments and routines. Hugs my friend. ❤
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Still no stove or bath, but much better than the street! 😚
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I miss my “work” routine and really haven’t figured out any kind of “schedule” for the semi retired life. I think my brain works better with routine so think I may try to find one
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I am finding it is helping me to feel less ‘adrift’ and directionless to immerse myelf into routines and blocking off time for specific activities. Hugs
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People who say they don’t like routines are weird
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LOL. 🙂 ❤
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You sound mellow and at peace, so something you’re doing is working well for you! That’s wonderful.
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Thanks Ronnie. That is how I’m feeling! ❤
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