Well as I sit and write this, it is Sunday afternoon and I am fresh from a warm shower and thinking what next to do. I find this time of the weekend, right before it becomes the night before the working week, as a breather. Time to chill out and see what may happen. Quietly I read or journal and see what reflections are in me. I find not rushed, but pleasantly just cruising along through the rest of my Sunday.
Today I caught up reading my Flow Magazine, and I love all the little articles they write, that make me smile and really make my Sunday relaxing. It is my slow morning routine and currently favourite Sunday activity to do. There is no pressure or real reason to finish the magazine in one sitting with my cup of tea. It usually follows me to my bedroom where I curl up on my bed to get really involved and intent on my reading. Usually sticky notes in hand to jot down any gems to collect for my journal.
I feel on the weekends as I do during the week, time is precious and so I adapted my routine to a slower pace and that works well for me. I feel that there is no need for me to rush straight through my morning and then end up grumpy the rest of the day. Instead it is my time and I journal and read my Daily devotionals and before I know it I am refreshed and ready for the day ahead. It has been my routine for some months now, and to tell you the honest truth I haven’t looked back at all.
My life has been through a few rough moments of late, but hey I always manage a smile on my face despite the war waging inside my soul. My strength is my superpower and nothing will stop me from living my life as I choose. I have missed my Blog, but at times I feel I need too take a step back and reassess my life. It always leaves me a stronger and better person inside and out.
The rain has left the afternoon very sunny indeed, and you forget the blue of the sky when it is gone. Winter is still with us for another month or so, but then Spring will return and warmer days will be back again here in Perth, Western Australia. I however love the Winter days, because without them there would be no flowers come Springtime.
Madonna plays on the radio, 80’s music that reminds me of my childhood and different times. Nostalgia grips me and I smile for no reason at all. This is good, because music has always been my fall back, my mediation and my childhood joy leads me to a happy mood indeed.
Anyway ciao for now