Rituals are synonymous with traditions and traditions, or the act of being traditional, has gotten a bad rap. Everyone wants to be hip, cutting edge, spontaneous. The group mentality to reject the traditional is as damaging as the group mentality of embracing the traditional even when it no longer feeds your soul.
My life has gone through tremendous change over the past couple of years. That turmoil and the subsequent settling back into normalcy has had some constants, namely, my rituals.
I always drink a cup of tea and read a few pages of a physical - hold in my hand - book each evening before bed.
I always make a fresh pot of coffee every morning, even if my eye are halfway open.
I always tell each of my children that I love them and to have a good day, every single day, as I send them off to school.
As chronicled in this blog, I bring my family together each evening for supper.
Every Saturday morning I sit down to a bowl of farina, fragrant with cinnamon and vanilla, topped with a pat of real butter and a drizzle of maple syrup.
What rituals do you have? What keeps you centered amidst the business of modern life?
- 1 cup milk
- 3 tablespoons farina (cream of wheat)
- 1/4 teaspoon cinnamon
- 1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
Happy Weekend Ritual.