Use what you have, use what the world gives you. Use the first day of fall: bright flame before winter’s deadness; harvest; orange, gold, amber; cool nights and the smell of fire. Our tree-lined streets are set ablaze, our kitchens filled with the smells of nostalgia: apples bubbling into sauce, roasting squash, cinnamon, nutmeg, cider, warmth itself. The leaves as they spark into wild color just before they die are the world’s oldest performance art, and everything we see is celebrating one last violently hued hurrah before the black and white silence of winter.
~ Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard Way
Another early morning practice, but not quite as early as the previous three days. I slept in until nearly 6:30 this morning. I have not been setting an alarm for this Forty Early Mornings adventure, and I don’t intend to. My internal clock usually wakes me between 4:30 and 5:30 AM. I must have needed an extra hour or two of sleep today. It was good sleep, too. Very deep. I woke up feeling refreshed, energized, and better than I have in ages.
I went out to watch the sunrise before I did my yoga and meditation practices this morning. As I was standing there waiting for the light to appear, it dawned on me (ha… a pun!) that just watching the sun come up in the quiet of early morning is a yoga and meditation practice in and of itself. While I took note of that, I also took note of how my mind was also asking, “So… does that mean we can skip the other stuff?” Nice try, mind.
I did about 30 minutes of yoga, and 30 minutes of meditation. I didn’t set out to meditate that long. I think if Izzy Cat hadn’t nudged me, I might still be sitting there enjoying the peace and blissfulness of the experience. Or maybe not. My knees and hips would have eventually told me it’s time to move before moving becomes nearly impossible. One of the great things about a yoga practice is that one purpose of it is to get you in shape for sitting in meditation.
It was cooler this morning than yesterday morning. There were fewer mosquitoes so I was able to stay out a little longer. It’s difficult to capture the actual sunrise from here because of the Mystery Woods across the street and our own loblollies at the edge of the pond. The best I can do is watch for the light as it begins to peek through the trees, then as it appears in the sky above the trees and in the clouds (if there are clouds).
This morning’s bird song and chatter was quieter than usual. A lone goose honking in the distance, a catbird mewing somewhere in the woods, the single caw of a crow, and the crowing song of the rooster who lives down the road. It was dewy, but not nearly as dewy as the past few mornings. There were just enough droplets in the meadows to cause a glittering as the day brightened.
Today is going to be a beach day. It will certainly be warm enough for it (mid to upper 80’s). The beaches were roughed up by waves from Hurricane Jose (even though he remained far offshore), and there are workers out there moving sand back to where people want it (rather than where the storm put it). Last I checked, some of the beaches are open. Our local weather guy said the ocean might be rough, but the beach reports online beg to differ. We’ll solve the mysteries of open beaches (which are open?) and rough seas when we get there later today.
Thank you for stopping by. Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy: 311) The orange and yellows of this morning’s sunrise. 312) Slowly enjoying a cup of tea after I finished my yoga and meditation practices. 313) The practice of being mindful at sunrise, and becoming more aware of my surroundings. 314) A great night’s sleep!! 315) My feet. I use them a lot. I don’t appreciate them enough. Thank you, feet, for supporting me throughout my day and throughout my life.