I wake up when the alarm sounds - 5.50am. I snooze until it strikes 6 and fling the doona off and push my feet into my hot purple and pink Grosby's. [Sesame Steet "monster style" slippers] Walking calmly to the shower, I place my pjs in a pile and step into the recess. I love this part of the day. The hot water stinging my back and cascading downward. I'm already clean but the "wake up" shower is a necessity to the beginning. I squeeze the liquid wash into my palms and begin to lather. I find my thoughts wondering to the things I need to do but try to stay focussed on just being me.

Just being in the moment. This is the only part of my day where I am on my own, uninterupted, protected and alone.

Twisting the hot and cold taps to my right and I step out. I take a good look in the mirror and appreciate what I see. I only glance at my face and reach through the windows to that part of me that can see me living my word. I say out loud what needs to be said and I believe it. I live from those words and make them my world. Every action of my day should reflect what I feel.

Styling my outfit in my mind I get dressed. I glance at my "thought for the day" and smile as it always speaks to me what I need to be reminded of. I step over the threshold and into the waiting world...


Wingle says,

You've inspired me to say out loud what needs to be said and believe it!

Thank you for finding my stuff and adding your kind comments. I truly believe that that what many consider ordinary can be the most extraordinary.

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