Quietly opening her eyes
The silence of the morning,
Before car doors, mowers and construction equipment,
Well almost before birds.
Lying in the stillness, warm sheets, veiled thoughts.
What day is this?
Wisps of dreams remembered, pieces of pictures floating in and out.
Feet touching the floor
Enter another new day,
Awaiting her fingerprints and plans.
Each moment familiar and never before seen.
Always, always an opportunity – you are here.
On Rising May 27, 2014
Quietly opening her eyes
Sleepy Bear January 29, 2014
I think I have been hibernating. That’s what I am going to go with anyway. It’s wintertime, and this year with the “polar vortex” turning the cold season into the frigid season, it feels even more appropriate than usual to pull inward until the world begins to thaw.
In my head, hibernation has always meant dormancy; a long, slow, quiet, sleep – but my current experience calls for a little redefinition of that concept. Yes, there is a palpable, quiet, sleepiness to life at the moment – but there is also much going on. It’s just that the activity is more inward than outward. For me, these last few weeks have really been about pulling inward: reflecting, planning, reviewing and taking stock. My mind is alive and awake with a quiet intensity that fills all my waking moments, and some of my sleeping ones, too.
And, I like it. It feels powerful, it feels necessary and it feels right. In all honesty, no matter what the season, my mind rarely sleeps, there is always a lot of activity in there – but something about this particular season’s meanderings feels different. There is a sense of reflection and quiet, retooling and making ready that covers my consciousness like the quiet stillness of a fresh snow.
I will welcome the spring warmth when it arrives, but I am in no hurry. Clearly, nature has its time for all things, and being right here, right now, is where I need to be. When I awake, stomach grumbling and ready to move out in search of nourishment, I will welcome the re-birth of the season. “All things in their own time”, comes to mind. Mindfully, taking pleasure in the gifts of the moment, knowing soon the seasons will change and new moments will bring their own lessons, their own gifts and their own challenges. Sweet dreams…
Stolen Moments for Me April 12, 2010
Good Morning… There is something very beautiful about the solitude and quiet of the early morning hours. It’s Saturday and I have the luxury of a little more time in my morning then I do during the week. I awoke without my alarm, took a nice long shower, made a pot of coffee, and went out to the porch to feel the morning breeze and to listen to the birds. It’s quite a bit chillier than it was earlier in the week when we hit temperatures in the mid 80’s, but yesterday’s rain is gone and it does feel like spring. Back indoors, talking to my cats, who seem to be a little wound-up this morning, contemplating if I would prefer to spend some time writing or reading as I listen to music in the background. It all feels pretty darned good.
It is moments like these when I particularly enjoy being alone. The pace is solely my own, I do not need to focus on anyone else’s needs but mine nor do I have to engage in conversation. I can certainly imagine circumstances where I would be happy to have the company of other people during these hours but I still enjoy the solitude. It is in these quiet hours that I most often write my blog. I think in this sleepy, relaxed state my mind is less likely to be distracted by a million other thoughts and that allows me a focus without distraction that other times of the day would not provide. This may not be meditating in the simplest form of the term, but there is something about it that carries with it an almost meditative calm and natural flow on most days.
I am forever trying to squeeze more hours out of my day. Trying to find time to work in walks, trips to the gym, meditation, or spare moments to complete chores, like bill-paying and laundry. I often think that these morning hours are the place to do it – and many of the tasks do have a renewing quality to them, but I am reluctant to make any ongoing commitments that might take away from the easy pacing and quiet I feel on most days. It may take me a half-hour of battling it out with my snooze alarm to get up in the first place and there are days when I am feeling particularly tired and less inspired or productive, but I still seem to not only love, but need this “me-time”. I think the best way to proceed is with an open mind to the idea that I may introduce something new or additional into the program, because you never know how your things may change, but for now I am just going to move quietly through the starts of my days, flying under the radar of the rest of my life to enjoy a little quiet reflection – just for me.
Good Morning March 3, 2010
I awoke very early this morning, which is my new routine as I try to squeeze everything I can into my days lately. But today, I actually have to leave the house early for an appointment. It was still dark outside when I stumbled down the stairs and began the morning routine of shower and tea. I was thrilled to see that once again the weather forecasters got it wrong – and the snow that they had predicted for the overnight has still not arrived. As I often do, I took my mug out to the porch with me and spent a little time in the quiet dawn of the day.
It is a beautiful morning. The sky was just beginning to brighten the crimson ribbons illuminating the low thin clouds and grey-blue-black sky. In the distance a cardinal and a robin sang the sweetest of bird calls to offer the only sounds that were noticeable. The temperature is definitely cool, but it isn’t too cold outside today, it’s pleasant actually, hinting toward warmer days and the advent of spring.
I just sat there quietly taking it all in – the beautiful sky at sunrise, the bird song and the stillness of the pre-dawn moments. I was thinking about how nourished it makes me feel to just notice these quiet moments, the simple gifts of nature and the quietness of my pre-active breathing. My time is limited though, I really do have to go but just wanted to share my gratitude for this quiet start to my day and hope that I can carry that stillness with me through the activities that lie ahead. Wishing you a peaceful start to your day and calm silence and beauty that you can find wherever you are today.