It seems like I never get it all done. No matter how early I get up or how late I go to bed I always feel like there's something still to do. I'm learning to live with it, to go to bed early (sometimes) and get up late (more often than I'd ever admit) and reject guilt, because I'll never ever get it all done. And I realized today that it seems like the faster I try to go the less I get done and the worse I behave and the more guilty I feel. My ideal is to be present. To do and be what I need to in this moment and then move on. I do't live up to that ideal often, my brain is whirring, spinning in a hundred different directions. Maybe that's why I enjoy my evening routine so much. It's warm, peacful, quiet and I can simply be. I hope you get a moment like that today too.
candles in my bathroom