Yesterday morning was like a sweet kiss blown my way. I woke up, fed little Forest boy, who then was completely out afterwards. The morning sunshine was temptingly peaking through the closed blinds in our bedroom. I rolled out of bed and put him down so that he could get some extra snoozes. I grabbed one of Sam's flannel shirts, my guitar, a blanket, some spiced apple cider and headed outside. My back porch was my cathedral. All the woods were towering over me and surrounding me like a big room. The light was coming through all the colored leaves and made me feel like I was looking up at a stained glass ceiling. For 3 hours I wrote some new tunes and sipped on cider. I sang with the birds and felt so very alive as the the crisp air made me curl up a little tighter in my blanket. Occasionally, I crept back inside to see both my boys utterly exhausted and deep in dream land. I would sneak back out to my haven of Jess-ness and smile. It was so glorious. You need alone time every once in a while, specially when you are a mom. Time to just listen and think.
Later that morning I skyped my mom and had the best time showing her new songs, planning for the holidays and sharing my heart. Káel woke up and I brought him outside to feed him, then laid him on the big porch swing with me. He giggled, and made noises as he looked all over the place at the light. Samuel joined me and we planned our day. It was a perfect morning for me.