Sunday Soul Days

I love Sundays. 

Sundays spent being productive.

Deep cleaning. 

Cleansing my space. 

My body. 

My mind. 

Sundays are for letting go. 

For gratitude. 

For peace. 

I dreaded Sundays for a long time because I was looking at them all wrong. 

No matter how positive I tried to be, it was always the day before Monday. 

Mentally I was already living tomorrow. 

I wasn’t enjoying my present and I hated my future. 

Dreading the grind, the 9-5, how busy and stressed everything felt. 

I was always rushing around yet still late. Preparing but never seemed to be prepared enough. 

I spent Sunday stressed out over the future things I didn’t want to do. 

The things that made me feel stuck living a life that wasn’t my own. 

A life that I barely got to enjoy. 

Never enough time. 

Never enough money. 

Never enough of me. 

Never enough anything. 

But I didn’t know anything else. 

Nothing  else felt like an option. 

That was how I ruined my Sundays for a really long time. 

10/10 don’t recommend. 

I was stressing about the future negatives that I was anticipating. 

I gave them life. 

I made the fear real. 

I kept myself stuck. 

Who knew that the key was in enjoying my Sundays?

Having fun?

Being present?

Why was it so hard to enjoy my day? 

I needed to stop pretending and face my fears. 

I had a bigger problem. 

Why did I hate Mondays? 

Why was I living for the weekend? 

Why was I living a life that I didn’t want? 

I needed to start small. 

Sundays were not for worry.
I needed to give them purpose. I needed to acknowledge that I needed to shake up my life. 

Baby steps. 

The first thing I wanted to do was to greet the way that I was feeling. 

I was going to let myself know that I saw what I was doing, and that I would work to do it differently now.  I would work to change my life into something that I love all the time. 

I was starting with Sunday. 

Today is about being present. 

Today is about being peaceful. 

What actions enhance my peace? 

What makes me feel alive? 

Cleaning my space. 

Writing. 

Moving my body. 

Breathing. 

Getting outside with my dog, Penny. 

Feeling the sun. 

Soaking in the scenery. 

Sundays are for my soul. 

Ever since I started prioritizing Soul Sundays, everything changed. 

I no longer dreaded Monday. 

I no longer hated the week. 

I no longer woke up feeling stuck. 

Sundays that used to drain – now replenished me. 

Sundays made me see it all so clearly. 

It truly is the way we look at it, and the way we look at it creates our world. 

Own your Sunday. 

Fill your soul.