Quiet Sunday mornings have to be one of my favorite times of the week. Everyone is still asleep, the sun hasn’t risen yet and there is peace before the world wakes up. It’s a time to reflect and relax.
I am a morning person; always have been. It stems from my days of getting up early to go to school. Mornings can be tough for some people, but not for me. I like to get up and start my day. These early mornings, especially during the work week, give me a chance to enjoy the quiet alone, and just “be” before I have to turn on and be “up” for others.
But there is nothing like the quiet of a Sunday morning. It is something different altogether. As the sun begins to rise with each passing minute, you can sit and reflect on the past week and prepare for the next. There is no need to hurry or do anything. You can be as lazy or productive as you want. You don’t need to be anywhere unless you choose to be. Yes, indeed, there is no other time quite like a Sunday morning.
Quiet Sunday Morning Writing Time
During the soft pre-dawn hours of a Sunday morning, I like to write. My thoughts seem to flow freely and I can get them written down before my mind gets cluttered with other things. Having a quiet, peaceful time to let the words come to me is beyond freeing. They are itching to get out all week, and finally the moment is here, the doors open, and they escape to freedom. Nothing better.
Writing is cathartic for me. There are so many things I want to say. Quiet Sunday mornings are the best time for my thoughts to turn into words, Writing them down, here on this page, gives me great joy. Some of the words are just for me and others are for the whole world to see. I have so much I want to get down on paper, and long for more time to write. I know the time for that is getting closer. It will happen, I just need to be patient for a little while longer.
Feeling the Silence
Feeling the silence. I imagine that is difficult for those that live in a city that never sleeps. I have lived in small towns and cities most of my adult life. While I may not have experienced complete silence, there were pockets of time when there was. I have learned that silence is a truly blissful thing. I guess that is why I like quiet Sunday mornings the best. You can sense that life is there, but it is still wants to sleep for a bit longer. Until the sun rises, the quiet wants to slumber as well. These are the moments that I long for each week.
“Sometimes I have loved the peacefulness of an ordinary Sunday. It is like standing in a newly planted garden after a warm rain. You can feel the silent and invisible life.” – Marilynne Robinson
Wherever you are, whatever you are doing, take the time to enjoy the those quiet Sunday mornings. Use them to reflect, relax and renew yourself before the busyness of the week ensues. It is so worth it. If you’re like me, you will long for it all week long. Then you will treasure it when it arrives.
Wishing you a moments to enjoy quiet Sunday mornings.