Tuesday, November 17, 2009

A day in my life

7:06 a.m. – Good morning, morning!

Outside is still dark, but there is a magical glow… the garden beyond the window is shimmering, peacefulness reposes in the form of white beams of lights on bare tree branches and naked bushes... the land had been purified with the first snow of the year.

7:08 a.m. – the magic of light

The house is dark, but I would not turn on the ceiling lights... I prefer the soft and subdued lighting that let my mind wander amidst the beauty of my surroundings, softening the rough edges, bringing inner peace. And so, I start turning on some lights—a small lamp here in this corner, a group of candles over the mantle—the shadows softly evaporating into the nothingness… it’s a magical moment—me, the shadows and the mistiness of my cozy house.

7:15 a.m. – Evidence of coffee

I love the aroma of coffee wafting through my early morning kitchen… I love the quiet spirit of the house in the wee hours of the morning, the soft murkiness that rests over each object, like a magical shawl embracing forms and shapes, and how, as the morning advances, natural light from outside starts creeping in through the window in magical shades....

7:30 a.m – The day starts

I’d never ever leave it unmade... Is a made bed a morning must in your house? Or is it about as common as a blue moon? I need to know that it's been made—tightly tucked sheets and perfectly placed pillows.

8:00 a.m. -- Breakfast by Mike!

Spanish Tortilla! A slow cooked, thick omelette with potato filling. So simple but so delicious! As far as authenticity is concerned, Spaniards would have you believe that the only filling to the Tortilla was potatoes. But a sprinkling of spinach brings color to the Tortilla as well as making good use of whatever vegetables are available.

Today I am wearing my new scarf... I have bought two new scarves and several winter tights in all sort of interesting patterns. They’d look good with my boots, and with my gray Mary Jane shoes and gray pencil skirt... and I have plans for our guess bedroom. I’m in the mood for painting. I think I’m going to paint the big bed in white.

The geraniums by the window in my kitchen are blooming again.

And outside, facing the geraniums, the last of the roses are covered in icicles...
I have peace in my heart.


I have created an altar in my heart in thankfulness for all the blessings bestow upon my house... Bless the LORD, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name.