Morning all :)
- Hope K.
- Oct 4, 2015
- 2 min read

You may tease me for saying this, but I started to be one of those people. A morning person. Shocking right? At one point, I was a night owl, thinking that it was the time I worked the best, had the most creative ideas or perhaps it just felt much more romantic to be up and prowling around at 2 a.m. I spent years cultivating my “mornings are evil”, hitting the snooze button 2,417 times, dragging myself out of bed just to grunt like a cave person until my coffee’s ready, and sharing every “I hate mornings” meme I could find on Facebook. But over the years, I have become more and more of an early riser. Now with the sun coming through my window, I’m usually out of bed by 6.30 or7a.m. There’s something about the calmness of the morning that I relish. It holds a wonderful ‘clean slate’ appeal. I love the freedom of having a quiet cup of coffee, making or going over my list of things to do and then starting to tackle it. I can snatch some ‘me time’ before I start a day and my energy becomes scattered between numerous tasks and other people’s expectations of me for the day.
Peering into my morning routine – something I’m really trying to work on at the moment is incorporating more stillness into my mornings, whether it be with 30 minutes of yoga and meditation, or reading a chapter of my book on the couch before the shower/ get dressed/ dash out the door madness begins. And what a difference it makes to my day! Afterwards, depending on my mood, I turn the music on, and bounce around the room (most of the time, with the spoonful of cereal in my mouth) to the beats of the music, while getting ready. Some days it soothes me, some days it moves me, and some days the words are just what I needed to get me going and know that it’s all good. :)
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