Learning the Shape of my Days

Hello December!!! Monday started early for me today. I woke up before the alarm, listened to the quiet for a moment, and then decided it was a good day to give myself a proper start instead of rushing into it half present.

The first thing I did was put the kettle on and take a look outside. The sunrise sits in a different place now, a new angle and new view, but it’s still beautiful. Maybe even more so because it’s unfamiliar. Funny how quickly we adjust to new surroundings when we stop comparing them to the old ones.

Before I even touched the dough proofing in the fridge, I stepped outside to feed the birds with some stale leftover sourdough, rice and sliced apples. They seem to love all the scraps. They arrive as if they’ve been living here longer than I have, which they probably have. The feeding trays and the bird baths are already getting more attention than I expected, especially considering the garden still looks like a glorified sand pit. But I am starting to like it. It’s a blank canvas, and I can feel the excitement of what it’s going to become. Colour, plants, small pockets of calm. Something built slowly and with my own hands and time.

After the birds got their breakfast tray, it was back inside to get the sourdough started. I have never been much into baking, but I love the routine, the smell and the therapeutic feel of the process. It gives the day a steady rhythm before everything else kicks in. And while I was prepping the dough for the oven, I caught myself thinking how strange it is that life brought me here, to this exact kitchen, this exact sunrise, this rough little garden with its scattered potential. But it feels right. Different, yes. But right.

Change has a way of feeling overwhelming when you’re in the middle of it, but standing here now, I can see it more clearly. I am building something new, and it doesn’t have to be perfect to be worthwhile. As Eckhart Tolle said, ““Realise deeply that the present moment is all you ever have.” I think that applies to far more than the big moments in life. It applies to the small facets of rebuilding your life in seemingly insignificant ways too… planting a new garden, settling into a new space, learning the shape of your days again.

It is still very new, just a matter of days really… but I am choosing to lean into it fully. This new week. This new layout of life. The birds that have already claimed the yard. The sunrise from a different direction. The chance to grow something from scratch in the garden and in myself.

Good morning Sunshines! I wish you all a Magical and Marvelous Monday! May the changes you didn’t ask for still open doors you are glad you walked through.