It’s your road and yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you. Rumi
For the past month or so, I’ve added something to my morning ritual.
I like it.
“In our deeds we can structure our lives so that the simple things that we do everyday, from bathing to cooking, have resonance and ritual. –Ilsa Crawford” ― Louisa Thomsen Brits, The Book of Hygge: The Danish Art of Living Well
For years I’ve written morning pages which have evolved into an expanded gratitude list. I’d become very comfortable with this early morning routine–my very own ritual–pouring my coffee, selecting my music, lighting my candle, and writing my thanks.
This past month several of my close friends faced life changing experiences. Because many were grieving or feeling helpless and alone, I knew I needed to find a way to connect with them on a more intimate level.
The problem–I’m far away.
So, I decided to send each a text every morning as I wrote and gave thanks for their friendship. With these short messages I was able to reach out and give my support.
After a few weeks, an interesting thing started to happen.
My morning greetings became the focal part of my evolving ritual. My thanks begin with the words I sent to my brave friends. Each person had shown in their own way what resilience looks like in action.
I am grateful to be here for them in any way I can–I am proud of them all. In a perfect world I would be there in person. Our world is far from perfect–being able to send my message across the miles instantly is incredible to me. In a flash, my words and prayers go where I cannot–
Thank you, God.
“Prayer is a path where there is none.” ― Noah Benshea, Jacob the Baker: Gentle Wisdom For a Complicated World
I am…
B…simply being…
God bless.
~Peace be with you~
B...simply being... 