A Morning

 Got out of bed at 5:30, bleary eyed. Made a glorious cup of coffee and started the day writing in my journal. The journal writing practice has been such a steady force. I am proud of how consistent I am with it. 

It's a place to dump and organize thoughts and to dredge up whatever is there.

After that I did yoga which felt yummy. It's a different high than exercise but for January I am committed to it everyday even when it edges out sweat and endorphins. 

Picked up bagels for the kids. 

All of this and it is still only 7:20 am! 

May the day offer peace and fullness, or may you find and create that peace and fullness.