Sleeping In

I slept in this morning.  It was delicious.  Why do I feel guilty, lazy and un-American for saying that?  I love sleeping in and I love when I have the choice to get up whenever I want to, whenever the urge to get on with the day supersedes the warm, slumbery comfort of my bed.  I love when the room is semi-light and the morning sun is peaking over the dark curtains reminding me that it’s always there for me when I’m ready.  I love giving in to my body and respecting its need for the feeling of complete, deep relaxation after a busy, stressful week.  I love morning dreams.  They are so vivid, close to the surface and easy to remember.  I love my hazy morning thoughts, when they are so slow, I have to question whether I am still dreaming.  I love the feel of when my feet hit the cool floor and I feel like I should tiptoe to keep the energy of stillness and peace still surrounding me and my household.  Sleep is a wonderful gift given to us by our Creator, sleeping in and savoring our sleep is a wonderful gift we give to ourselves.