The Still of the Morning
I’ve become more of a morning person as I’ve gotten older. I haven’t appreciated the mornings truly, until recently.
There’s something deeply intoxicating about the promise and stillness of a new day. The sun creeping above the clouds, the crisp air washing over half-opened eyes. The steam from the kettle. The absolute peace of it all. The quite oblivion to things which didn’t get quite done the next before.
It’s a time of day that I’m learning to harness more. More because it grounds me. More because it connects me. More because it gives me time to just be in the moment. Our lives are hectic and the moments we often experience are not ones which are bathed in stillness, reflection, or space.
So cherish your mornings. Cherish the stillness.