It strikes me as I read this that your habit of anchoring your day in a daily reading is essentially what my mother did with her morning prayer. Many of us may know people who are religious. My mother wasn't religious. She was devout. She found solace and inspiration in prayer. She was the only person I knew who had callouses on her knees from praying. She was also the only person I ever knew who never, ever said a bad word about anyone.
Except for asking us to pray with her every night, briefly, she was quiet about prayer, but I could see her throughout the day anchoring herself. The wisdom wasn't in a book. It was in her head and in her heart.