I woke all snuggled down in the bed feeling safe and warm. My head lost in the pillow and arms hugging the bunched-up doona like you would a teddy bear.
I wondered if this was how cats felt when they disappear into the folds of their bedding asleep on their heads. Peaceful, worriless, content.
I like being awake before anyone else in the house. Especially those first few minutes where its only you and the void until you hear the first sound signalling there’s a world waiting.
At our old home the curtains were always pulled back and if I woke early enough I could watch the colours of the day emerge over the mountains. Mostly birdsong would be my cue. I say ‘mostly’ because sometimes it was the snoring snuffleupagus beside me.
Laying here, in our new home, I was pleased to hear the chorus of the resident magpie welcoming the morning. The curtains aren’t left open here. We live in town now. I don’t fancy being woken by someone staring back at me walking by.
I hear the rumblings of light being let in through a window. Damn. I also like being up before anyone else. I’ve lingered too long in recurring voids. The all familiar tightening in my neck wakes up too. I must actually do some of those yoga poses in the morning I have saved on my Pinterest board instead of adding to the collection. Cats are smart. They always stretch after a sleep. I should be more like a cat.
Soon I’ll get up and contribute to the sounds of the day.
I’ve never really been a morning person so to speak. Less so as I get older. Maybe because those first peaceful, worriless, content moments are not entwined enough throughout the course of a day to balance out the uncertainty of expectations. Moments to savour must be noticed and embraced. I do my best. Splashes of joy and all that.
Always something to do between the book ends of the day. That’s okay. I like doing. I don’t always do what’s good for me though. My jeans zipper telling me walking would be something good to do. I don’t like to plan. Plans are stressful because minutes in a day can’t be set in concrete.
I’m more of a put the day to bed kind of girl really. Sunsets are the balm that soothes my soul. The clouds absorb all the colours of the day filtering and reflecting the beauty found there. Even the tones of grey.
Unfulfilled expectations of the day are smooched into the water coloured sky with my minds paintbrush, blending into the particles and disintegrating as they merge adding to the magic hues of the canvas. You did the best you could with them at the time I tell myself. Time to let them be tucked away with the fading colours of the day.
Breathe in the night air. Smile at the stars. Let the moon cleanse the day.
Then do it all again tomorrow from the morning void where peaceful, worriless and content live. I do hope the first sound I hear is birdsong and not a snuffleupagus… followed by sounds of some splashing joy. And hopefully I’ll be behaving more like a cat.
So tell me, are you a morning person?
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Christina Henry says
I’m definitely not a morning person. I think cats are smart too (I have 3 of them!) and we could copy them because they look carefree most of the time (except when the dog is stalking them or one of the other cats is stealing their food!). They get plenty of sleep, like to look out the window and watch the world go by, and only want affection on their terms. I love their fiestiness and the way they stand up for themselves! I hope I come back as a cat in my next life
I could think of worse things than coming back as a cat Christina. Great idea 😉 Even though I’m allergic to cats I still can’t help myself and often take in strays. I hate to think of them going hungry and unloved. When my adult children roll their eyes at me I say “Now if you come back as a stray cat that needs some lovin you’d be most pleased there are people like me with ‘soft touch’ written on her forehead”. Then they roll their eyes again.
Thanks so much for stopping by Christina! 🙂 Xx
Leanne | www.crestingthehill.com.au says
I’m not a morning person at all – one of the biggest pluses of leaving my job was that I didn’t have to set an early morning alarm any more! I love being snuggled into bed and not having any need to get up at the crack of dawn. My husband is the early bird and he always says the morning is the best part of the day – and it probably is, but I have the rest of the day and the evening to make up for missing the sunrise!
Oh that feeling of not having to set an early morning alarm anymore. Funny, I still often wake up at that time in the morning but gee it’s nice to roll over and snuggle back down knowing you don’t have to get up if you don’t want too. Although this morning I couldn’t go back to sleep so I decided to slip in some exercise and a quiet breakfast before anyone else was up. Wasn’t all bad.
Thanks so much for stopping by Leanne! 🙂 Xx
Deborah Cook says
This is really beautifully written Sandra. I’m not a morning person but am waking a lot from the early hours at the moment so sometimes I get up earlier than planned. I’m actually more productive in the morning (and late afternoon). It’s the middle of the day that I’m at my most reluctant.
Sanch @ Sanch Writes says
Definitely a morning person here – I love that time when everything is quiet and it feels like you’ve got a headstart over the world. I will say, we have a lot to learn from cats. I’ve been observing a mine a lot more since WFH and they are great teachers!
Joanne Tracey says
I’m definitely a morning person – up before sunrise each morning…and then I hit a proverbial wall at about 8.30 and have to be in bed. And yes, I should stretch more as well – the way my pooch does when she uncurls herself. Have a great week.
Denyse Whelan says
I loved this. Sad you can’t sleep with the curtains open but I get it. I have learned that I can sleep in. I love it. I also don’t settle to sleep till around midnight and I finally can enjoy “no alarms” after them dominating my life for decades. The only time I set one now is if I have to drive to Sydney for appointments and at my stage of treatments, no appointments at all.
Next week, I won’t be getting the luxury of my own bed or sleep ins from Tuesday…off to hospital. Grrr. Not cancer, but still a big deal and major surgery. Sigh.
Thank you so much for linking up for Life This Week. Next week, the optional prompt is “whatever you choose” because I am focussing on Head and Neck Cancer: 29/51 Your Choice. Mine is: World Head & Neck Cancer Day. 20.7.2020. Hope to see you there. Take care, Denyse.
Majella Laws says
What a wonderfully calm and reflective post Sandra. Love it! xo