There is something special about the quiet and stillness of the morning...at least there is for me. I am an early to rise kind of girl. My natural sleep pattern is to go to bed early and rise early. It has been this way for me for as long as I can remember and I am sure it has something to do with the fact that my parents were early risers too. I do not need an alarm clock, even for my 4AM workouts. I just wake up...weird right?!?
This morning with the time change was not different, I am the first one up. I love it! I love the stillness, the quiet, the creaking of the house. I love the quiet sounds of my morning coffee brewing and oh, that first sip of coffee is magnificent. I love the ability to get things done without the constant feeling of rushing. I know that with my early wake-up, I will be ready to greet the day and all its glory with a smile because I am done with the things that I require stillness for.
I guess I am a classic introvert. I crave and need the quiet to recharge, to get ready for the extroverted job of teaching. It is in the quiet of the morning that my batteries recharge, that my mind prepares for the day ahead.
Noone at my house is an early riser. I am not sure when they charge their batteries, when they prepare their mind for the day. Maybe it is on my husband's morning drive or morning run, probably my teenager recharges in class when he should be paying attention and who knows about the college boy, he isn't home to see his new patterns. They do not like the stillness of the morning, the creaking of the house, the quiet calm that comes with seeing the sunrise.
You know what...that is ok. I love my mornings to myself. I love to be the morning greeter, to have my workout finished, my to-do list done because then I am ready to face the day and whatever life throws my way. It is in the quiet of the morning, that magic happens.