Every day begins with an act of courage and hope: getting out of bed. ~Mason Cooley
When I first read this quote it made me laugh.
Yes! I thought. Courage is definitely needed as winter begins to hint at its arrival.
As hope for a dry, crisp day replaces the hope of a warm, scented one.
As mornings become darker and colder, the changing seasons do that to you. They can make you want to hold the covers high around your body and squeeze your eyes tighter to stop the grey light from seeping in.
I wonder how many of you feel this way on a Monday morning. (Or Tuesday or Wednesday....)
Sleep is a quiet, contemplative space. A time where you can retreat inside of yourself, into your dreams and thoughts and nothingness.
You may have had the odd day like that. Or many in a row.