I have a visual artist, creative genius friend who said something that really sparked me the other day. “My mornings are important to me, it’s the only time in the day for me.” She’s a busy woman, and pretty much working 24 hours. Her job is to create designs for her various projects.
I never really took any thought into what she said until I started paying attention to those times where I actually woke up early as opposed to 15 minutes before I have to head out to work.
Waking up earlier gives me a chance to walk my dog, thus allowing myself to take a deep breath of the new morning I was blessed to have. It gives me a chance to make myself a nice new pot of coffee to wake me up for that long commute to work. It gives me time for my regular routine of getting ready but in not in such a hurried fashion. But most importantly it gives me time to write and/or reflect on my day before, or the day coming up.
While on the other hand waking up 15 minutes before I head out the door gives me only a chance to do my regular routine of getting ready times two, and looking at the clock to see how much more can I squeeze in this one minute.
So I agree with my best friend as I contemplate amongst the two mornings. My mornings are important to me. I’m so glad I got to wake up early this morning to write about it.
