In an emergency oxygen masks will be released from the panel just above your seat. Place it over your mouth and nose, adjust the band to secure it, and breathe normally. Always fit your own mask before helping children, or others requiring assistance.
Now I wonder how many flight attendants, or passengers for that matter, ever realised that there is an important life lesson being given at the beginning of every flight? The advice to fit your own mask before helping others, particularly your own children, does sound a bit selfish, but is in fact very sound advice and should be applied to our everyday life. When our own needs are being met we will find we have much more time and energy to give to others.
A very wise man by the name of Rod once said to me “Everyday make the first thing you do something you love doing”. Now it’s been awhile since I was give that advice but I have never taken it. Gardening is what I love doing but it is often one of the last things I do of a day. Then somedays I am too tired or it’s too dark and what I love doing loses out. As a result I end up feeling ripped off and cheated, and unsurprisingly not as generous as I could be.
Over the last couple of weeks I have had a rising feeling that the garden is falling behind, and I started to feel frustrated. So for the first time I decided to take the advice given by Rod, and many air attendant, and made gardening the very first thing I do each day. So this week I started by getting up and out into the garden at the crack of dawn.
I have thought about doing this before but came up with excuses like: “I am not a morning person.” An excuses that I have been carrying ever since I was a teenager. I think it is time I let that one go, don’t you? I also gave the excuse: “I don’t have enough time in the morning with helping get the children ready for school and me off to work.” Would you believe I didn’t even need to adjust my alarm clock? Because I was getting out of bed to do something I love doing, I actually got out of bed at the first alarm instead of snoozing it half a dozen times.
The result... bed#9 was raked removing all the ditches the chickens had dug, humus from the compose sites on either side were spread over the bed, horse poo along with a light covering of straw was added, and an assortment of plants were plated out. Along with it being a very productive week, every morning has been a beautiful experience that lingered with me throughout the day. I never realised how magical the garden was at dawn. Unsurprisingly I have felt more happier and generous because of it.
Only hope I feel so inspired in the middle of winter ;-)