Routine is chosen
Habit isn’t always
But if the two work in tandem
*header photo of cliffs eroded by time and nature. The beautiful ocean. Bottom of Australia, Margaret River region trip 2018
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Beautiful thoughts and a really stunning photo!!
Pretty special place – wish I could have stayed longer the wildflowers and rugged coastline were spectacular
The sky you caught was gorgeous!
Thanks 😊 it was the sort you couldn’t miss – just a beautiful spot
What a superb shot!!!!
It’s a magical place Yassy I don’t think I could take a bad one here.
You have a good eye , Kate. Perfect picture perfect .. you are gifted, my dear Kate. Poetry and photography.. wow 🤩
Poetry becomes a way of thinking and seeing Yassy I have no doubt you would be the same.
I crave routine or I would wander aimlessly through life. I agree with the above comments, wonderful photo.
Thanks Len. I think routine is chosen and habit can be chosen but often isn’t. When the two work together it can be powerful. I need to work harder in this area.
Stunning photo~almost doesn’t seem real. I would love to go to Australia. Routine and habit….interesting perspective; I get it. I’m struggling. My hectic work schedule is NOT allowing any consistency. A day here, a day there, two days here, oh wait; 3 days off….I guess I’m a writer now….and I miss it. 💚
The filter on it probably makes it seem a little painterly rather than a photo. That coastline is amazing, so many places in Australia are, I could travel endlessly here really and probably will be for some time to come thanks to Covid. Consistency is such a difficult concept for me. I strive. Mostly I seem to find it further out – like a rhythm that becomes apparent over a month rather than a day or a week. Whatever works, works. I like it when auto pilot takes over and things become easier but it takes so much work to get it into that routine that chugs away and my time doesn’t always belong to just me so I get thrown out of kilter. Mornings are my anchor. If I don’t have the first few hours to myself I am hell to live with and even I wish I could step out of my skin and just leave it to grumble by itself. 🙂
I’m giggling. Mornings are my anchor indeed. My partner is finally understanding ~after years of leaving my house by 6am-that I’m a force to be “reckoned with “ if I don’t have my morning time. It’s a time of meditation, gratitude, and stretching 😉~even my mind.
I don’t know how anyone does without morning time.
Oh great message and I love that pic! 👌
Oh, I love this advice. When we are conscious of what we do, we can really make our lives better!
Yep absolutely 😊