There are so many reasons I think it's important to pay attention to what's making a difference in your day right now, but not least of all is because Anne Bogel told me to, and I think she is pretty smart.
This winter has been a strange mix of being glad it doesn't really feel like winter and being frustrated at the fact that if it must freeze it should at least snow. But as we head to the dog days of February, a time that can really get me down, I've found a few lifelines to hang on to right now.
Yes, the rest of the world has currently given up grains. Whatever. I got an amazing book, made my own starter and have only had one recipe flop. I love bread, and I especially love salty, tangy, homemade bread with served warm with butter. Mostly, though, I love the process. I find that in anchors my days with a cycle of pouring in ingredients, covering my hands in sticky dough to knead it all together, waiting for the rise, watching the bake, and ending in the gratification of a job well done. The spiritual implications are, I think, obvious.
Once upon a time I was a ballerina and I had great posture. Fast forward to all those babies and the carrying, and the nursing, and the reading, and tying of shoes. Not to mention my time spent hacking it out at this keyboard. I realized I spend far too much time with with my mid section falling sloppily forward and my upper section hunched over to carry the weight. Standing up straight makes a huge difference in not only how my lower back feels, but no joke, it clears my head and makes me feel less fussy too. (My whole family is thankful for that one.) (Also, I find the Barre 3 app helps!)
A Daily Red.
So, I really am not much of a make-up person nor do I plan to become one, but a little fun never hurt anyone. I started occasionally wearing red lipstick. Not for a night out or a big date, but on Tuesday, because I feel like it. It literally and figuratively brightens my day.
An Afternoon Meditation.
For years I just drank coffee for the 3:00PM slump and then I stopped sleeping. When I gave up the coffee I filled the vacuum with grazing. I wouldn't even realize I was tired, but I would just eat until I didn't feel tired anymore. As you can imagine the results of that habit were less than desirable. So now I make a cup of tea, sit up straight, take a few deep breaths and grab my Write the Word journal. I usually write the verse for that day a couple of times and then just sit and breath deeply and think on it for awhile, sometimes I say it out loud a few times. Five to ten minutes and I'm completely refreshed!