I used to be ritualistic about my coffee in the morning. It was an ordered way of greeting my day. Warm mug of coffee, with the sugar and creamer swirling around, small sips, taking in every smell and letting it press between my tongue and the top of my mouth. The warmth in my belly as it hit.
Over the past year or so, I have noticed I do not enjoy coffee as much as I used to. Breakfast either. It's weird to explain but I just feel like my simple pleasures are changing.
Now I enjoy getting up, letting out the dogs, taking the morning for even 2 minutes. If it's during the week, I get my son up for school and off in 35 minutes. Then I come home, check my email and postings like this and just slip into the day. I haven't touched my coffee maker in 3 days. Breakfast used to be somewhat of a ritual too, thinking I had to nourish myself first thing with food. Now I nourish with peace and energy ever morning. I may not have a bite to eat until 9.
I am finding, as I gracefully grow into who I am, I am shedding, like the layers of decluttering, the layers of my old self. I did things that way because I always did them that way. It's not that I didn't have some joy but at some point, it change and I forgot to change with it. Allowing myself to do so is making for quite an interesting life and I am looking forward to what's around the next corner.
I used to be afraid of change. Don't know why- I think because I always felt something bad was coming or it was going to hurt. Now I embrace it. It's been nice. :)
Over the past year or so, I have noticed I do not enjoy coffee as much as I used to. Breakfast either. It's weird to explain but I just feel like my simple pleasures are changing.
Now I enjoy getting up, letting out the dogs, taking the morning for even 2 minutes. If it's during the week, I get my son up for school and off in 35 minutes. Then I come home, check my email and postings like this and just slip into the day. I haven't touched my coffee maker in 3 days. Breakfast used to be somewhat of a ritual too, thinking I had to nourish myself first thing with food. Now I nourish with peace and energy ever morning. I may not have a bite to eat until 9.
I am finding, as I gracefully grow into who I am, I am shedding, like the layers of decluttering, the layers of my old self. I did things that way because I always did them that way. It's not that I didn't have some joy but at some point, it change and I forgot to change with it. Allowing myself to do so is making for quite an interesting life and I am looking forward to what's around the next corner.
I used to be afraid of change. Don't know why- I think because I always felt something bad was coming or it was going to hurt. Now I embrace it. It's been nice. :)
When simple pleasures change
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