Some mornings, Rose works out alone. This first morning, we jog with her and her neighbor Ralph on their way to the kitchens where they pull breakfast duty, and where she stoops to pluck and sniff a sprig of thyme and to bow to her friend in the ancient way of acknowledging the spirit in him as in herself.
Rose's day begins peacefully, with a feast for her senses and with attention to and care for her physical, spiritual, mental and emotional needs.
This week, I am treating myself to a minimum of two days in which I waken early enough to stretch, do my usual Reiki, meditate or write for at least fifteen minutes, enjoy a cup of tea and walk a few blocks, stopping to admire the flowers and, perhaps, crush a geranium leaf between my fingers and inhale the sweet pungency. That's my objective. The goal is to build up to a daily routine of self care and sensory (Dare I say it? Yes!) indulgence.
What are your morning rituals? How do you nurture yourself? These are the ways we build harmony in our life. These are the first steps to making peace.
We make peace in a million small ways every day.
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