Here comes the sun…



I have been meaning to post about this because it is exciting. Exciting in an understated, quietly lovely way.

I have changed my morning routing.

I should preface this all by saying that I’m not a morning person by nature. I’d be one if I could. Most weekdays I hit the snooze button several times until I get a hazy memory of being employed. Then I quickly jump out of bed and rush around my apartment in a flurry. I’m typically making it to work just in time for my morning meetings.

The rushing wasn’t working for me. I’ve also seen a lot  of articles lately focusing on the negative impact of being so connected to our phones. I realized most mornings I’d wake up, end up having my phone nearby and then checking email or Facebook from bed.

The more I thought about it; this wasn’t how I wanted to start each day. Other focused and staring at a tiny glowing screen that is giving me a TON of (mostly useless) information before my feet even hit the floor. This habit, combined with the morning rushing, brought a scattered and unfocused energy to my morning.

So, I started having a more intentional morning routine a few months ago. It’s slowly becoming a habit.

Here’s what I do:

I wake up and make a point to be still for a few moments. Just to notice things and breathe. Maybe I remember a dream from the previous night or tune in to how my body feels. I take a quiet moment to offer up some thoughts of gratitude for waking up and for the day ahead. Simple and slow.

Then I journal. I write longhand for at least three pages. I like to journal but can fall in and out of the habit. I find that journaling daily keeps me honest. There’s nothing to avoid or skim over. There’s no “I don’t feel like writing today.” I just write. Daily. The good and the challenging- the deliciousness of everything in my life. It all gets captured. Studies show that writing longhand is good for your brain, focus, and learning. Mostly, I just find it soothing and meditative. Making time in the morning to be alone with my thoughts changes the tone of my day. It feels like I’ve carved out some sacred time. Like I’ve given myself a little gift every morning with this new ritual.

Lastly, I’ve been getting dressed to a new playlist. I love it and gets me moving before work. There’s nothing like  waking up with a dance party.

Even if I can’t always do all of these things, if I at least do one or two of them, I start the day more centered and grounded.

Here’s a new favorite from the morning playlist. I dare you not to dance.