I love Saturday mornings. Zero commitments. My eyes open on their own and I smile, stretch and drink strong black tea in bed while reading the times and listening to my favorite NPR podcasts. The street below is sleepy and quiet.
I recharge. After, I’ll move to my meditation corner and do a longer sit.
These tiny movements, this gentle routine is one of the biggest ways I practice self-care. Nothing fancy. Nothing sexy. Simple. Honest. Real.
Take care of yourselves, y’all.