I’m not a morning person. At least, I didn’t used to be. Now? I’m usually awake around 6 a.m. and greet the sunrise on the front porch handing out kibble to the feral cats. Sometimes, I even grab a photo. But I’m not a morning person. My brain is sluggish and demands its caffeine fix. I tend to sit at my desk, sipping coffee and staring out the window as it grows lighter. Sometimes, I’ll check email and blogs. Or not. I certainly don’t start writing. Usually. That said, when I opened this email from the Universe, I understood the message, and how vital it is during these times.
I so love mornings. All of earth’s energies are zipping, zapping and crackling in alignment. The stars have been tucked in bed. The nightingales begin dreaming their dreams. And the sugar plum fairies try hard not to be seen.
But best of all, Silver, I love mornings because it’s when the “Giants” return to earth — stretching, yawning, squinting and rolling — remembering without quite remembering, sometimes for just the flickering of a second, that all is right in the world and that their greatness has never needed to be proven.
Like you, “Big Foot” –
Now, Silver, to work on remembering this for the rest of the day…
FYI, that’s a photo I took one morning from the front porch. I don’t have a date on it but we often get spectacular sunrises. And sunsets. It’s all in day’s time, right? And we do need to remember the peace and the quiet, and that yes, for just a flickering moment in time, all is right in the world. Big Foot here, asking what’s right in your neck of the world?
Gorgeous picture! Thanks! I love mornings… once I’m caffeinated. It’s so quiet and soft and relaxing before the world wakes up and my brain starts in with all the things I need to do and think about. I actually got a good night’s sleep last night which makes mornings even more lovable. I think the sleeping was because I went for a walk after dinner. Blew out the pipes and tuckered myself out enough to make my brain shut up. Of course, walking also made me too tired to do the work I was supposed to be doing. Blerg. Damned if I do and damned if I don’t. :shrug: I’ll figure it out. Maybe being rested will make figuring it out easier. ;o)
It took me two days to get reset after a night of only 3 hours sleep. I slept good last night too. Maybe it’s something in the air? Oops. No. That would be cedar pollen…*aaaaCHOO* 😉 And yeah, I’ve come to appreciate mornings for the quiet as I’ve gotten older but the brain refuses to accept the memo. Ah well. Coffee and sunrise. Shhhh.