I love mornings. I love getting up just as the birds begin their dawn chorus (OH, what delight!), making my tea, and finding my way to the patio, or to the window closest to my backyard. I love sitting and contemplating the morning as it unfolds, and my place in each day. I wonder what is to come my way, how I might work with it a little better than yesterday, and what seeds I might plant in this heart for tomorrow.
Sometimes I read as I sit…mostly holy books from all faith walks…they all speak the same language in different words, but my heart hears one Truth throughout. I love slowing time for just a few…to breathe deeply, ponder slowly, and pray generously, sowing silent and invisible seeds of love in the field of this worlds consciousness. God Morning.