I wake this morning without an alarm clock, but the dog has barked so much that I am not sure I have really slept a full hour since 6am. Ugh, what time is it? I roll over from my stomach and glance above me at the sheer drapes and through the window to the beautiful blue sky above. I wonder if it’s chilly or if it’s going to be a beautiful day. I bet it’ll be a beautiful day in Kansas City. I love these mornings, where it’s cool and perfect for a yummy latte. I realize that my sweet fiance is out like a log because he too has woken from the dog and needs his rest. He’s like a big baby, who if doesn’t get his sleep turns into a man child sucking his thumb hating the day.

I decide to roll out of bed, throw on some boots and pull my hair up. There’s no eggs in the fridge and I want to surprise Doug with some breakfast. I mean you can’t have breakfast without eggs, right? I let the dog in and give him a treat, pet him a bit and send him back outside to hunt the squirrels. That dog seriously thinks he’s going to get those squirrels that perch themselves at the top of the tree. It’s a funny sight to watch for sure. I lock the backdoor, grab a sweater and the car keys and head out to Aldi’s. I get the eggs and decide I need that latte and stop at One More Cup.

When I get home, I get the bacon and chicken sausage started. I switched on the dryer again because the clothes weren’t dry enough. I open the drapes in the kitchen and handwash the dishes. I’m careful when I walk because of the old hardwood floors; they creak at every step and I don’t want to wake my sleeping man child.  I clean off the kitchen table. I think to myself how blessed I am to live the life I am living and how thankful I am to be able to afford the food I am cooking.

As the food heats up, I go downstairs again to the laundry and grab the clothes out of the dryer. They’re nice and warm and I love the way they feel against my skin. They smell fresh as I carry them up the stairs and into the kitchen. There’s dog hair everywhere in this house so my only option is to fold them on the kitchen table. I get them all folded and tiptoe to the bedroom and place them in mine and Doug’s suitcases. I return to the kitchen and flip the bacon and chicken sausage. I remember that there’s some fresh berries in the fridge. I grab them out and put them on two plates.

The silence in the house is serene and calming. I can hear my own thoughts very well and feel the feeling in my heart that permeates through my body with gratitude and happiness. I sometimes get tears in my eyes about the beautiful things that exist in this world. It makes my heart light with a small flame of excitement to what the world has in store for us. I can’t help but be excited about the right here and now and the future. I push down the thoughts of fear and angst  and feel them release through my every breath. I know I am going to face some hard decisions in the near future but also know that I can handle it. I will make it through and good things are coming for us. Good things are already here, in the here and now. I am thankful.

I tiptoe down the long creaky hallway with white walls and old wooden doors and open the last door to the right. Doug has a pillow on top of his head to cover himself from the light and also one underneath his head. He’s wrapped like a baby in the blankets and is taking up most of the queen sized bed. I wait for a moment and hear his snores and think about how absolutely adorable he is. Gosh, he’s cute and he’s all mine. I get closer to the bed and try to quietly say, “Babe, breakfast is ready.” He responds with a harrrumph and rolls over. He balls his fists and wipes his eyes and attempts to sit up.

I walk back to the kitchen and begin to feel that flame again in my heart and think about what I want to write about today. We eat and then plop on the reclining chairs in the living room. I open my laptop and am ready to write my blog. What do I write about? I see that I have 40 pending comments and begin to read through them.

A few readers ask how I center myself and I try to respond but don’t really know how to. I decide that the best way is to show how I center myself through this post.

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If you have read through this, you’ll realize that I don’t necessarily have a certain thing that I do to center myself and clear my mind. What I do is think about gratitude and spend some time with just me so I can think clearly. Whether it’s doing the dishes, washing clothes, cooking food… I let those moments be quiet. I keep the tv off, and just be with myself.

Think about the things that you are thankful for that exist right here and now. We tend to take so many things for granted and it’s feeling the love of life that will help center yourself.  Let yourself be focused and let the words come to you. One thing that helps me on days where I can’t take the time for myself, is to grab my Frankincense oil and smell it straight from the bottle. Frankincense has been mentioned in the Bible over 300 times and is known to uplift spirits in times of anointing and prayer. It’s perfect to help your energy lift and focus.

I hope this helps you all who asked me to write more about this topic! I will try my best to respond to each of your comments, so keep them coming! Stay tuned for more blogs on this topic.