My flexible day

Sitting here in soft cotton earthtones. The colors that
make paleness and freckles shine. Eyes of blue
skies sparkle.

Hair drip drying. Au natural. No gels. No electric
dryer. Just cinnamon and burnt sienna exhausting
moisture. Radiating to a coppery hue with hints of
strawberry blond and cinnamon swirls.

Hmm I love when there is no rush in a day.
Awakening to a dawn, granted a few hours prior today.
Still a breathtaking moment.

Hoping for a friend nearby, cherishing my smile. A
hand holding mine. One day yes. A moment to hold
in a dream.

Still so much to enjoy. Breathe in. Nothing that presses
nor causes irritation to destroy moment.

Temples, ears and mind all silent. No raging torture
thumping against all. Just a slight hint of peace,
calm and quiet.

Soon family all around will be waking. Pets that
beg for attention. Morning chores to attend to, to
complete before day can actually begin.

So flexible in how day shall begin. Only a few short
days and I will have a four day excursion to shoreline.

For today, relaxation and time with friends is highly
recommended. Choices, plans not to be crushed nor
eliminated for anyone.

Parts of me holds back on some thoughts. Knowing
how good it is to leave them behind in a darkened
room. Holding fast, knowing one day they will either
fade away completely or simply be addressed and
answered.

Not to lean on my own understanding of why they
creep inside my mind nor cause alarm when they
are acted out before me.

Trying to stand still in a world that is moving in fast
forward. I know staying motionless does nothing so
press forward but at my own pace. Not matching
the world. As an old saying goes, "marches to own
drummer." My drummer is Jehovah.

So superb Jehovah is with his patience, his love and
his mercy to forgive. This is how we all should be,
right?

So trying to is key element in winning Jehovah. For
as I stated previously standing still does nothing. No
attempt to absorb anything causes much problems.
The smallest effort of trying can show so much to
Jehovah.

To this I strive to achieve daily. The attempt to prove
self, although an imperfect human to boot, I know
I do deserve Jehovah's love and support. To be called
one of his children, one of his people. So much
simplicity in this goal that even a child can attain it.

So for this early morning riser, I thank Jehovah for
one more day I awaken from sleep. To inhale the
fresh, crisp breath of sharp, cold winter air.

Would you not agree that Jehovah, God - creator
of all, deserves a thanks for allowing you to open
eyes and breathe one more day?

So here I accept the thoughts, images that leave
impression in my memory. Sitting here absorbing
the sweet aroma of soft almond oil, mint and
honeysuckle entertwined with vanilla rooibos tea.
Hmm indeed a grand way to embrace day to come.
Now just to wait for the sun to peek over darkness.
Overtaking with a colorful burst.