This promises to be one heck of a Day.
Have any of you read Miracle Morning by Hal Elrod? I'll say upfront I didn't read the whole book, I downloaded it on my nook and skimmed it and then read a whack of posts that folks in an online group wrote. In short you wake up early and spend time centering your thoughts, meditating, saying affirmations, exercising and scribing. Done consistently this is a transformative practice and after reading how some of these ladies pulled a 180 I was game to jump right in.
So, this morning I got up nice and early and got to it. My plan was to take the steps just a bit out of order, end with exercise and knock back a morning run before the humidity set in.
I didn't count on a little person peeking out of her bedroom door and then declaring "Happy Mother's Day" before charging at me. To add extra sweetness to the situation she asked "How's your slice?" meaning "How's the finger you sliced to shreds on the mandolin, Mom?" I melted. I made coffee for me, milk for her and we watched Snow White. It was awesome. Now it's not so awesome because I'm way behind for the day and we have to decamp so Mr. Husband can do some repairs tonight.
In better news tomorrow is a new day, and another chance to try, right?
Be happy. Be peaceful. Be love.
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