There’s something about mornings.
Make them sacred.
Make the start of every new day sacred.
Light a candle.
Make a prayer.
Look at the Sun, or a leaf, or your skin.
Bow to the Divine.
Move through the insides of you.
There’s something absolutely breathtaking about waking up with the sun.
Salute the sun.
Go outside. Watch the world as it’s still asleep.
There’s something unique about mornings.
(Isn’t everything?)
When the well of energy is still abundant.
When the drive is high and intentions pure.
There’s something sacred about the early hours of the day..
Thoughts are still clear.
Spend time watching them.
Write them down.
Let them go.
In the silence of the morning, I find pieces of myself.
And I hope you do too.
