Today I am focusing on how we traverse the minutiae of life to contemplate as well as the all-encompassing most critical issues–all within a day or more likely within an hour. It’s part of life I know. But I get so curious about how other women are doing it. And as a continuation of yesterday, I wonder how we go from contemplation to action in the healthiest ways.

A few things I have explored and are digging into these days:

I did Miracle Morning for about 8 months and I think it really helped me. I started it last year because I was getting up at 5 am to get ready to be with 2 of my grandchildren and take them to school and daycare. I felt like I needed some internal work to take advantage of those early morning hours rather than feel exhausted by it. So every day at 5:15 am I went through the SAVERS of silence, affirmations, visualization, exercise, reading for personal development and scribing (journaling). I downloaded the app, which made it very easy. I’ll go into why I stopped a bit later but I highly recommend this process. I think I made some important decisions during this time and I felt at peace with my somewhat brutal schedule when I had been expecting restful mornings post-retirement!

I started listening to the podcast Wake Me Up: Positivity and Growth with Tyler Brown. I really like him, he is smart and has clearly done so much work on himself to do what he does in the podcast. He recently launched an app which provides guided self-exploration daily, leveraging AI. I like it but am not addicted yet. I have some work to do to figure out the best morning routine for me and will keep you posted as I filter out what seems less helpful and start or continue with one of my current finds.

Yesterday I talked about dance and embracing it as one of my obsessions, regardless of age. Today I will touch on something that was similarly nagging at me. Going to church. I grew up going to the Episcopal Church in my town but it was not the best experience since my parents didn’t go and my brother was constantly fainting as an altar boy. When we moved to a larger city I begged my parents to take me to a youth group at a nearby church but it didn’t work out. Later at college I had no interest and never pursued. My husband was Jewish but not observant although we did go to Synagogue for years when one of my son’s wanted to convert and study for his bar mitzvah. But since moving and my husband’s passing I have had the desire to find a church home.

Yesterday I woke up to a frosty morning and was thinking I would curl up by the fire and read. But it was Sunday and the nearby Episcopalian Church had services at 10 am. So I got ready and went. I didn’t know which door to go through. I didn’t remember much other than the Lord’s Prayer. But the greeters were warm and friendly and the stained glass beautiful. My intention was to mostly listen to the music and sermon. Both were beautiful. I didn’t feel right receiving communion but I did go up to receive a blesssing and it brought tears to my eyes. I am so glad I did this.

Ok so now the small stuff. I’ll go into some of those tomorrow…. (That was not planned but I have to do some small stuff right now..)