Rituals. We all have them. They’re the indicators that it’s time to get down to work, superstitions to start a game or your day, and motivators to get something done.
Some people use coffee. Others a certain layout of their needed tools. And who can ignore the football touchdown rituals? Of various shapes, lengths, and expressions, they are all a personal expression of who we are as people.
Me? My daily rituals?
- Hitting the snooze button at least twice. Followed by rubbing a cat’s head for a few minutes while I wake up since one is usually curled up next to me on the bed.
- Morning breakfast, usually cereal and milk. Unless it’s out. Then oatmeal. If not oatmeal, toast and yogurt if I have it on hand.
- Tea. I’m currently stuck on matcha. A cup around 9:30 a.m., and again at 2:30 p.m.
- Music. Radio Paradise rocks my world. Generally on when I’m deep into working on a project or writing.
Amazingly, I have no rituals for running or bed time or meal times. As for blogging, it’s always in the CMS editor, usually later at night (hello, night owls!), and I like to have an idea in mind before I start. This may come from a Flickr photo (yay for Creative Commons restricted searches), a tweet, another blog post, or an article that I read.
But that’s it. I’m a pretty fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants when it comes to daily life, so I don’t get too upset if I miss one of my rituals. They’re there for comfort, not for any type of sacred process. Besides, if no puppies are harmed, it’s always a good day.
