Peace in the Morning

There's a peace you get walking or running early in the morning. If you're lucky you get to hear the birds chirping and see the sun rising. The beams catch the reflection of the dew and create this mystical glow that you can only see at dawn. When I don't get up or let that time pass laying in the. bed with my eyes open, I feel like I've missed out on the big sale or one of those once in a lifetime opportunities. I guess every opportunity is once-in-a-life time if you think about it. Sure, the sun will rise again, but not in the exact same way. Tomorrows birds are different and whatever bad news you may become aware of  today will impact the way you view the world tomorrow.  

There was a time when I woke up at 4:45AM to get ready to work out. I miss those days. I miss the feeling of doing so much before most people even started their day. I felt accomplished, proud, settled. I thought declaring I was going to go back to that would be enough. I thought the vision board, the proclamation and the writing on my calendar would be enough, but the goal has sat as an unchecked item on my to-do list in my planner for weeks. All of my positive affirmations and goals and hopes and plans could not motivate me to do the simple task of getting UP and moving. All the motivational speeches and other peoples inspirational social media posts fell flat as I laid in the bed,  with the realization that the outfit I want to wear to a gathering this weekend simply does not fit because I have been uninspired to work out or be as healthy as I should be.  All the psychoanalysis in the world could not explain why I didn't simply GET UP. I just could not get in touch with that "feeling" ......until this morning. 

This morning at some ungodly hour, I just woke up and got up. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, threw on some fitness gear, grabbed my keys and proceeded on an early morning walk. The minute I hit the front porch I felt the "feeling" the  snip of the early morning air, the greeting from the birds, the dampness of the dew. It was all there waiting for me.  There wasn't a single solitary soul on the path this morning. It used to be well seasoned with people. I wonder if they had lost their spark too. Were they ok? Did they walk later now? I don't remember seeing them on my late morning weekend hikes or afternoon strolls. Do they do evening runs. What about their dogs? I haven't seen them in months! Strangely, during this hiatus, they barely even crossed my mind. I was sure they really don't even know who I am. Then I turned the corner and saw a familiar face and he immediately said "I've missed your smiling face, it's been a minute." I guess I'm not invisible. 

It felt good to move in the morning again. It felt good to start the day seeing people. I loved hearing the birds, and feeling the dew and watching sun come up. I've missed that. I brought that good feeling back home with me as I completed some chores and outlined my day. Perhaps remembering this feeling is the key to motivation! I guess I'll find out tomorrow! 

If you have a moment check out my Youtube videos on What motivates you? and Return to the Office.