My Morning Ritual

Duff again. Morning comes and I’m ready for the day. Mom releases me from my carrier (Doggy Den or Safe Place when there are thunderstorms) and we journey out to take care of “business.” Back in we come. That’s when my true Morning Ritual begins.

Mom fills her kettle with water for the first cup of tea for the day. I wait on the sofa, patiently anticipating her next moves. She gathers up my grooming kit and wets down a paper towel and a wash cloth. Then she joins me for a bit of puppy pampering.

First she cleans my eyes. Sleepers are prevalent during allergy season and I’m not immune. She then wipes my body down with the dampened wash cloth, for my soft fur picks up all sorts of dust and irritants from the countryside. Remember, I do adventure.

Mom then flips me over and holds me as if I was a little one. (Now mind you, this is only for a short time, for I am not a Baby. I am a Powerful Male Dog. Period). But for this special time, it’s really kind of nice. I relax as she brushes my ears and tail, then strokes my back, chest and tummy with the soft brush . . . Next comes Paw Balm. Oh my, that feels so good. After a moment, I spring into action and head over to the other side of the couch. My Morning Ritual is complete. Ready for the day, I’m living unstuck.

Do you have a morning ritual? What do you do for yourself to greet the world for the day? Are you an early riser (like I am)? Or do you need a little time to begin your day? I say: Whatever you do, enjoy it thoroughly. Be aware of what you are doing, be it making a cup of coffee, enjoying the sunrise or taking an early walk. Pay attention to every little move. I do and am much the better for it. Live unstuck. #UnstuckLiving

There is something magical about the early morning. It’s a time when the world belongs to only those few who are awake. And we walk around like kings while others remain unseen in their beds.

—Shawn Blanc