Letters Home 💌 #2

Writing from: Banff, Alberta, Canada

Dear Ones —

I dropped the kids off at daycare and summer camp this morning and came home to an empty house. Paul is off climbing with a friend. The house is quiet, unnervingly quiet. After a backcountry trip and a getaway with the family this past weekend, this is my first (quiet) day at my desk in about ten days. And as I put my bag down I knew I needed to centre myself if I was going to make the most of it.

I pulled out my Mindful Mornings journal (from Trish Tutton) and realized I hadn’t opened it in five weeks. That’s OK — it didn’t mean I hadn’t been mindful or practiced gratitude in that long. But some mornings I’m particularly off-kilter and the process of filling out the journal helps me to feel calm and focused. I did the meditation, wrote down things I’m grateful for from the past 24 hours, and my intention. And then I went to fill out the goals and realized just how long it’s been since I really looked at them.

And I realized that’s 100% OK.

As I grow older I’m learning that…