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Press *1* For Disconnect May 26, 2010

Posted by nrhatch in Health & Wellness, Humor, Mindfulness, People.
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How do you greet the day? Are you a Grumpy Gus . . .

Or a Tigger raring to go?

If you wake up like Grumpy Gus, what tricks in your carpet bag (or coffee cup) maneuver you in a more positive direction as the day wears on?

If you wake up like Tigger . . . does your energy level flag by mid-afternoon ~ making you want to crawl back into bed?

Whether we call them morning rituals, ablutions, or sadhanas, the way we start our day has an impact on everything that follows.

This morning, instead of rolling out of bed and heading straight for the coffee maker . . . I grabbed my keys and headed out the door, after a twelve hour fast, to have blood drawn for routine testing. 

On the way to the lab, I sipped water ~ wishing with each sip that I could transform it into a hot cup of steaming coffee.   Water is often my beverage of choice these days . . . but only AFTER I’ve had my java juice. 

This morning, each sip of the clear tasteless liquid caused me to hit the “disconnect” button. 

Arriving at the lab, I signed in and sat down in the sterile environment under harsh flourescent lights ~ very different from my regular practice of sitting in front of a window, or outside, to drink my coffee and wake up aided by natural sunlight. 

Once again, I felt myself “disconnecting” from reality and dissociating myself from the harsh landscape of the lab.

A tall man, dressed in scrubs, walked through the corridor and reached up to flick on the TV.  News about the Gulf Oil Spill, and eight dachshunds dying in a house fire, filled the air.  I retreated still further ~ shrinking back from the talking heads on the screen. 

For me, especially in the morning, no news is good news.  Hearing bad news and sad news first thing upon waking is discouraging, causing me to reject  reality . . . rather than reaching out to seize the day. 

The technician called my name.  I wandered into the lab proper, answered the questions required to establish my identity, and winced as the needle entered my vein. 

Rather than remaining “in the moment” to watch blood exiting me to enter three carefully labeled vials, I went within, and continued repeating this morning’s mantra, “This too shall pass.”

Bandage on, I drove home, still disconnected with the world around me, as if in a trance wandering through unfamiliar territory.

An hour after waking, back home in our kitchen, I hit the button on the coffee maker.  

As the aroma of coffee filled the air, it pulled me back to the moment at hand.  I fully entered “the NOW” ~ no longer recoiling from the day’s offerings.

Without waiting for the machine to finish brewing, I filled my cup and drank deeply of the day ~ reconnected with reality at last. 

Related post:  5 in the morning (Agrigirl’s Blog)

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1. theonlycin - May 26, 2010

Nice read. I can relate, I’ve been known to grow horns if deprived of my waking cup of coffee.

nrhatch - May 26, 2010

I only drink two cups of coffee a day . . . but I want those two cups before having to deal with anything or anybody!

I feel better now . . . one down, and one to go.

2. aardvarkian - May 26, 2010

For a good while, I was getting out of bed and heading to work without at least allowing the day to settle in my thoughts, without a plan, without coffee.

I was definitely a Grumpy Gus.

Now that the sun is shining – finally – I’m getting my jolt before I face my “adoring” public. I still get grumpy but at least I’m caffeinated.

nrhatch - May 26, 2010

You just don’t seem the grumpy sort.

So . . . how are your plans for change unfolding?

3. aardvarkian - May 26, 2010

You should see me in the mornings, dealing with drunks (yes, at 11AM there are drunks). I gave up laughing at them ages ago. Now I pity them.

My plans are unfolding nicely. When I have definite news, I’ll write about it. Until then, watch this space.

Okay, not THIS space. But you know what I mean 🙂

nrhatch - May 26, 2010

Did you hear the one about the Irishman who walked OUT of the bar?

No, really, it can happen. : )

4. aardvarkian - May 26, 2010

I may use that one soon. Thanks, dear.

nrhatch - May 26, 2010

: )

5. Barbara Gunn - October 10, 2010

Thanks Nancy and Jimbo! Listening to your exchange while drinking my cup of tea made me face the rest of my day with a smile!!

nrhatch - October 10, 2010

Yay!
Coffee and Tea to greet the day . . .

Bliss!

6. MichaelEdits - July 10, 2011

It’s not just the coffee, although I love my coffee so much, but that time when I’m not “working” yet. Let me ease into the day gradually and everyone will be much happier.

nrhatch - July 10, 2011

I’m a Tigger . . . but only after I fill up my tank with Tigger Juice. 😉


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