sacred morning

I awaken to the sound of silence.  Peaceful, blissful soul stillness.  The world has not yet awakened, except for a lone raven’s call from high in the cedars.

I rise without a word, thankful for the quietness.  In meditative moments of mindfulness and solitude, I feed the animals, care for the plants.  Mindful walking.  Mindful drinking – yin/yang water.  Mindful collecting firewood and stoking the morning fire.  Mindful of contributing to the stillness, not crashing over it.

I do not speak; morning is a time for silence.  My actions are gentle, my steps non-intrusive.

Awareness and thankfulness of BE-ing stillness in the sacred Morning.

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