Morning sun pouring in. I did not sleep well last night. I woke up at 2:30 a.m. and struggled to get back to sleep. Sleep evaded me in all ways. I put on my earbuds and listened to a healing meditation...in the hopes I would eventually fall back to sleep. I did not. I had slept for five hours so I gave up trying to fall back to sleep and walked downstairs at 4:30 a.m. and started unloading the dishwasher, filling Rosie's water dish, and setting up the coffee to turn on l

I woke up at 5 a.m. and slowly descended the stairs in my dark and quiet home. I walked into the kitchen and mindfully fill the coffee carafe with filtered water from the refrigerator. As the carafe fills, I begin with standing grounded on the wood floor. I imagine I am standing on a wood floor in a yoga studio. As I inhale, I flex my feet and lift up onto the balls of my feet pause for a moment and slowly lower back down onto my heels as I lift my toes on the exhale. A fl

Inhale. Exhale. Pause. Every morning I wake up early. I come downstairs and look out my large windows that open to the eastern sky and I greet the quiet darkness before dawn breaks. I begin to prepare a pot of coffee with freshly roasted coffee beans. As the coffee brews, I feed Rosie, fill her water dish and we step outside. I love the quiet. The morning does not need to be conquered. It only asks to meet it with your presence. I stand on the earth and look up at the s