This morning, I remembered to breathe… to savor the moment. Most days, I get caught in my own routine that I forget to enjoy the beauty. Seems silly to me that I forget to breathe it in especially since I don’t have a busy life anymore.
Today, though, I woke and noticed the brilliant reds of the sunrise (not that I can capture that on camera). I noticed my breath combined with the cold air. The quiet. I took a few big breaths before coming back inside to make coffee.
I lit a candle, started my blues playlist on Spotify and grabbed my cookbooks & lists I had started yesterday as I waited for the first cup.
I was distracted, though, and opened the door again, letting the cold air wash over me, walking onto the deck again. The sun now above the horizon and warming my face. I watched as the warmth of my cup on the railing melted the frost around it, and the fun swirls of steam from my cup rose into the cold air. Again, taking deeper breaths. More sounds this time of a few cars on the road and of birds and squirrels starting their day.
Walking back inside again, I sat and started my lists but the draw of outside had me open the door again and onto the deck once more, my shouldes trying to relax from the night of restless sleep. More deep breaths, eyes closed, letting the sun wash over me.
I was able to finish up the menu for the week and the non-holiday part of my grocery list while listening to music and watching the flicker of the candle.
I hope this morning you give yourself time to breathe. Remember to take deep breaths, letting your lungs fill, rolling your neck and shoulders, letting the tension release with your breaths centering your mind and soul.
Love to you, my friends, and as always, enjoy your first (or 4th) cups. ❤️☕️❤️