Not quite ready for the day.
I have my tea and mouse is keeping me company. I kinda want to be all on top of it and hit the ground running, but today I just want to ease into it. Like when you are going swimming in the early morning and you slip slowly into the still waters, trying not to make a ripple. You are one temperature and the water another and the change from one state to another can be a welcome shock, but not first thing in the morning. Late in the afternoon, in the heat of the summer, you welcome it, along with the other swimmers. But early in the morning, you move slowly into the depths.
And today I have patients to see and meetings to attend and driving to do between one place and another, all within certain times, all seemingly crowded together. There are notes too. Notes to say what I did and how I met the goals already written. “Patient will transition through the end of life process with peace and serenity.” ” Patient received pastoral presence and silent prayer.” Today is like most days, but today I want to slip into it slowly and purposefully, not reactively. I want to slip into the sacred and let it support me as I go, I want to float, not dive.