A New Day

I finally decided to celebrate mornings.; To embrace and salute each new day. Not because my hands finally stopped wanting to reach for and hit the snooze button for the 9th time in succession. No.

And not because i suddenly discovered a magical stash of energy. I didn't.

I finally decided to celebrate mornings because it dawned on me that each new day was an opportunity given to start over, to acknowledge yesterday and to hope for tomorrow. I now wake up and meditate upon all things i hope the day brings; living intention. If mornings are a not the easiest for you i recommend writing down your goals for the next day just before you go to bed at night. Allow your mind to give your body a reason to wake up in anticipation of fulfilling your goals and step closer to your dreams.

I finally decided to celebrate mornings and my body caught up.

Rambi

 

Tiri
Remembering Me

Journeys have a starting point, right? I wanted to write about when I had begun to consciously practise caring and creating 'safe spaces' for myself. I would have written about my discovery of holistic therapies but that wouldn't be the beginning. Journals were my first safe space. Journaling came to me naturally as a child. I didn't think of it as that. Pieces of paper were safe spaces for me and writing became the only way I could make sense of my world. 

Remembering and forming these words feels like honouring that child who scribbled not only on pieces of paper but also on the walls of my parent's house - yes, I spent much of my childhood scrubbing away!

Remember the last time you honoured yourself?

Rambi

Tiri