I wrote these words a few months ago and you now get to read them and share the joy that I feel, knowing this idea has now come full circle. Consider this a peek inside my diary. I woke up one morning and went through my morning routine and then took a few shots of Leo and I. I was overthinking my future and Leo stealing my socks was my annoying reminder that I control nothing and I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. 

“I’m cherishing these slow mornings and my routines. It took a while but I finally found the formula that works- I take Leo out for an hour then come home, dress-up my overnight oats, pick my soundtrack for starting the day, make a French press, and sit down to write my morning pages.

My morning pages are where I scribble through every thought that enters my brain- my worries, my fears, the things I’m grateful for, the parts of myself I’ve outgrown.

This week has been yet another table flip - a giant switch that has been pulled and can’t be reversed because I’ve made up my mind about something. I’m about to embark on yet another new creative adventure that will encompass all the things I’ve wanted to brand myself with- my writing, my photography, my ramblings and a celebration of a life lived wholly.

I feel stuck with my relationship with social media lately- I low-key hate it and yet it will become the tool that I rely on for being a storyteller, even though most of my Instagram following is just here for Leo at this point. 

I know how to jump ten steps ahead of myself and demand perfection so well- it’s the crutch that sends me into a paralysis that then results in me doing zero of the things I desperately want to do. The table flip is this- we’re not doing that anymore, we’re going to do the shit we say and know we want to do.

I’m welcoming this massive flip of the switch. I will allow myself to create small waves, bit by bit, and these slow mornings with Leo will ground me and be my reset in case I ever forget that I am drawing a map for living elegantly, with purpose, with grace - I am haphazardly building a compass for making my passions my fuel.

Note to self- let your output to the world be imperfect. Repeat these words when you need your slowness- bit by bit - so far, so good.”

Bit by bit. So far so good. I continue to recite these words to myself. On the days when I have no fucking clue what I’m doing, I go back to my routine, only now, it’s evolved. It’s real hippy dippy and touchy-feely but I’m all about it. Ready for this?

7:00-8:00am - Take Leo to the park (normal)

8:00-8:30 - Breakfast, then put my face on (to hide the tired on all those zoom calls)

8:30- 9:00- Meditation, followed by my morning pages, intention setting for the day and a 3 card draw of Animal Spirit Cards from my Kim Krans deck.

9:00-9:15- sock puppets and ruining the perfectly made bed with Leo

This routine is my restart. No matter how yesterday was or how anxious I am for the day ahead, this is my constant. And then I get to do it all over again, a little bit better, a little more mindfully each time. 

I’ve spent the last few months grounding myself through this morning flow and then evolving my daily intentions and starting my day with this routine . So here we are. You get to be part of this dream realized through many morning rituals and I’m very proud to take you with me. There will be sock puppets, animal spirit cards (you’ll learn more about those soon) and more very public diary entries. Buckle up, buttercup.