A Nice Little Sunday — Joy in the Ordinary

Dark coffee alone with the windows open and the chilly autumn air breezing in.

Reflection in quiet, feeling content, at peace.

With myself.

Satisfied and full.

Not desperate or seeking.

A last minute decision to do a hot flow yoga class on Sunday.

A new instructor.

Never been done before on this day and time.

A long term gym member and yogi, and yet something completely new to me.

Immediate pride for my choice and swift decision.

Letting myself be spontaneous.

Not agonizing or doing mental gymnastics, which is so familiar to me.

Trusting my instinct and going with the flow of my life.

The feeling of wanting to move my body in a joyful way.

The absence of needing to punish my body for bad behavior and choices.

My favorite yoga outfit.

A decision to look my best, not my worst for no reason on a Sunday morning.

Thinking “not bad” as I suck in and get a quick glance at myself in the mirror.