I love the rhythm of my body.
Each morning, I naturally wake up an hour or two before the sun. My body eases into the day without distraction and without struggle. No one has expectations of me and the dog isn’t ready for her morning walk or attention. Life is good.
In the morning, I can write, chant, drum; I can be lazy, look out the window, or go back into a light slumber. I can listen to the animals, the birds, or the wind. The energy of honoring my body is probably one of the reasons I can walk around with a smile on my face even when I face challenges. Morning allows me the time to collect my thoughts, find balance, and gently move into the day.
The rhythm of the earth has always been nurturing for me. I love my quiet time; I love my space. As much as I love my family and connecting with people, I also love the silence and walking gently. The cocoon of darkness yields a beautiful light propels me into the day and into the world with others. Taking that trek slowly is the gift I give myself.
Boker Tov my friends; Boker Or Kulam
Good Morning; (AH) Morning Light Everyone!
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