For a long time, my evening routine, such as it was, consisted of coming home exhausted, getting on the computer, and staying on it, even if I wasn’t doing anything at all, until I couldn’t keep my eyes open. At least when I’m working.
And when not working, even less than that. It would be a “good” night if I spent time exercising or cleaning or anything at all, really.
Lately, I find myself turning off the computer, putting on a new age station on Pandora and sitting on the porch as twilight turns to dark.
Sometimes, I simply sit.
Sometimes, I read – right now: You Are Here by Thich Naht Hanh.
Sometimes I write, either in my personal journal or working on The Desire Map or one of my other journaling/goal setting notebooks. A couple of times, I’ve taken my watercolors out there, too.
I think it started with the Mindfulness class I did at the VA Mental Health Clinic. I started meditating in silence, which I think I’ve mentioned was a little new to me. And I began to crave the quiet time.
And then Tuli came along.
She’s so different from Pumpkin.
She likes being outside (Pumpkin didn’t like open spaces). But it’s dangerous around here, so I can’t really let her out to just explore.
As often as possible, I open up the sliding glass door to the porch and let her go out there.
Having the door open somehow makes me want to go out there more.
I’ve spent more time out there in the last month than I probably have in the 6 years I’ve lived here combined.
I keep wondering why I didn’t do this ages ago. It’s pleasant and relaxing. My allergies act up a little, but still, it’s nice.
Next step: work yoga into the routine, either in the mornings or evenings. I need more movement in my daily routines.