I don’t mind too much getting up early on a Monday morning in the Spring to take the rubbish out because I usually take a few steps more and head down to the dock to watch the sun rise into the sky as a new day dawns.
I’m grateful to these feet that carry me there, even though they don’t always feel like it. When one has lived with chronic pain for many decades it is so important to find something to be in gratitude for each day and that something may be seemingly as simple as a sunrise. It can keep things in perspective and give us strength to embrace a new day.
There was that Spring crispness in the morning air…a refreshing chill that waken us and brings our senses to life on a day like this. I hope that more people would find two minutes each morning to stand on their balcony in the city, or garden in the ‘burbs’ to breathe in the dawn.
To ground themselves for the busy day ahead…
To be aware and present in their surroundings, wherever they may be…
Good morning world.