The Oxygen Mask

It’s 8:30 am and I’ve been sitting at this desk since 7, giving quick glances toward the clock hanging on the wall. Morning pages are complete and I’m sipping a cup of instant Espresso while listening to a book by Robin Sharma entitled, “The Everyday Hero”. Hearing his voice read the book soothes my soul while his words inspire me.

While listening to the book, an email comes in on my phone revealing a message from a member of one of our online communities. He has questions, but nothing earth shattering, so I dismiss the message to continue listening to my book. This is huge progress for me! A year ago, I would have paused the book and grabbed my laptop to address his questions, but now I know better. The first few hours of the day are sacred.

I grab my laptop and move to the front of the house and lay the laptop on the large, wooden table. The height of the stool and the solidness of the table brings the words to the page more easily than the comfortable, cushy chair that I sink into at the desk. I switch on a little heater in the corner of the room to warm this area of the house even though the central heat is running. It’s 20℉ outside with a blanket of snow.

I’m still in my pajamas, robe and winter house boots and will remain in them until 10:00 am. I walk over to the coffee bar and make another cup of Bluebottle Instant Espresso, taking note of the jar being almost empty and to order more. I make my way back to the table, but as soon as I sit, the sun comes out. I step away to grab my phone which was left lying in my writing room and go outside to take a photo of the house covered in snow. It’s a rarity in Texas and will be added to this year’s photo book.

The first 2 to 3 hours of the morning are when our minds do the best thinking and I used to give those hours to my work, but no more. The more time I spend nurturing myself in the morning, the better I am toward everyone else. Just like the airline stewardess suggests…I place my oxygen mask on first before placing it on others. This morning ritual suits me better than diving into the day while wearing the oxygen mask.

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8 responses to “The Oxygen Mask”

  1. I’m glad your morning time for you is still serving you well, Barb.

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    1. Thank you, Anne and it’s to the point now where it happens automatically, but it’s different each day. Depending on my schedule sometimes it’s only an hour, or 2, but on days like today where I could take 3, it feels luxurious. 💜

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  2. Thank you for sharing this. It serves as a reminder to me this morning. I’ve given my best hours to others for a while, but am working towards taking that time back for myself, soon, by waking up earlier and ignoring everything else until I’ve adequately put on my own oxygen mask. I’m currently in Texas, too, so have witnessed, and had the opportunity to enjoy, this rare weather in the area which I’ve been missing as a Colorado resident. Alas, no matter how full my day is, this will become a staple for my own well-being and peace.💙

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    1. Hello and I appreciate you leaving this comment. This is one of those posts that unless you are in it, or striving for it, it won’t make much sense, but I had a feeling someone would relate. Thank you.

      That’s really what it’s about is taking time back for self and once we start doing this it’s hard to do without. Waking up early just to have it becomes the norm. Welcome to Texas and I’m happy the snow came and soothed your longing for Colorado. Get outside as much as you can now, because July and August may be a shocking for you. 🧡

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  3. Morning time is the best, and important to keep for ourselves. Lots of possible inspiration always waiting. :-)

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  4. That is a lovely, relaxing morning, Barb. 😊

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    1. Thank you, Liz. It’s good to see you here. 💖

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