Tell us about your morning routine.
Mornings are my most favourite time of the day. I am at my brightest and chirpiest from the time I wake up, which is about 7 am, when I do all my stretches in bed, with heaps of thanksgiving and gratitude whispers to our Creator.
My first activity is to walk into the garden ,breathe in the fresh air, and feel a warm glow of well-being and peace envelope me. I look up at the serene sky- pink hues with grey fogginess , preparing the way for the grand appearance of a beautiful golden sun.
I arm myself with my faithful and trustworthy broom and dustpan, and make my way into my garden space. A baby frog hops away into the bushes. A cooing dove lands a few feet from me with flapping wings. We have a short conversation.
A calico cat swings from the branch of the tree, giving me searching looks while her tail moves musically from side to side. I say hello. She’s assured I’m no threat to her.
I proceed to gather the dry, fallen leaves into small piles at specific intervals. I swear there’s something so fulfilling in sweeping fallen leaves. I cannot explain it. I often joke that I must have been a sweeper in another lifetime.
One of the things that happen as I carry on sweeping is that a yellow leaf drops down exactly where I had swept the grass clean. It’s as if the leaf is playing with me, so much so that I have named that moment as ‘the tease ! ’
This morning activity comes to an end after I have gathered all the leaves into a bag. I gaze at the view before me , and I let out a sigh of contentment. I feel so gooood !
The risen suns rays fall gently on my face. I’m off to prepare breakfast for my spouse and I. Another beautiful morning, another glorious day !
Eternally grateful, forever blessed !


