Just started my day nursing* a mug of homemade Sarabeth's hot cocoa in the breakfast nook. Tasting, sipping, sighing, breathing. Not gulping down the drink while on the computer, tipping the cup till it's drained, but sitting with it, stirring it, really being present. Looking out the picture window at the morning doves building a nest, and the forsythia in its pretty yellow Easter dress.
I aim to be present today. Present and calm.
Am also about to go shampoo and then condition with a new orchid conditioner. Have a good day. So glorious out.
*Seems weird to use this word here, but I have heard it used with nursing a glass of bourbon, right? It feels weird because it reminds me of nursing a baby, of nursing Figgy. But is that weird or not? Do we use drinks and food to baby ourselves? To replace a mother's love?
I aim to be present today. Present and calm.
Am also about to go shampoo and then condition with a new orchid conditioner. Have a good day. So glorious out.
*Seems weird to use this word here, but I have heard it used with nursing a glass of bourbon, right? It feels weird because it reminds me of nursing a baby, of nursing Figgy. But is that weird or not? Do we use drinks and food to baby ourselves? To replace a mother's love?
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment