Pause & See

Many folks I know dread the shortening days that start with dark mornings.  I welcome the shift!  I tend be a late night reader and the mornings come all to quick and bright.  Depending on the day I have two very reliable alarm clocks...one brings me coffee the other wakes me with fuzzy wet kisses...at 6:00 AM SHARP...with no consideration for how good the book I was reading the previous night!

This morning it was a fuzzy kiss and a thumping tail that brought me out of my dreams.  From where I lay my head I can just see a sliver of an eastern window.  It was a deep magenta....I haven't seen the sunrise for a whole summer.  So since my companion needed to go out......

Well, I missed the magenta but I know the days will continue to shorten and I will soon meet a sanguine sky.  Here is some of my morning walk...never leaving the land where I live.

My Sunrise

The chirp of birds in the early morning
Bless my smiles with their innocent calling
I head outside with my blanket wrapped around
And lay there listening to this memorable sound.

Inspiring orange light of dawn, infatuating
With all colours the sun rise is portraying
Its cheerful glow fills my heart with serenity
And takes me to a tranquil fantasy.

Amaranth red shimmers of vitality
Creating the most curing reality
Shines transparently through my soul
And takes me to a place so beautiful.

Hues emphasise pure yellow rays of hope
That warms my aura lost in the clouds reflective pink coat
This morning ambience has risen bright
Like heaven shone down with its piercing light.

There will be no melancholy, only a feeling so gay
Because my sun, you've just started my day. 

Theo Williams

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-sunrise-3/

Time for warm hats~~~YES!

This a regular feature I plan to include in this blog.  I try to see something new each day.  It is part of my practice in "seeing".  The art of seeing is essential to any creative work in my humble opinion.  My favorites are the ones that stop me in my tracks!  Like so many folks I have a very busy mind that I struggle to quiet.  But by creating this practice it has given me many opportunities to pause and be with a new wonder.  I love to wonder about wonders.  These little seeings can be just the jolt my creative process needs to get out of a rut.  But mostly they provide a pause which is that moment of peace I need to heal from a frustration. These seeings are grounding for me and bring me to the present.  I will admit to laughing out loud with joy over some of these discoveries. They are a moment of childlike wonder!  

"When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky"             ~~~Buddha

Morning

Runa woke me up.  Time to go out.  I am not really awake.  I noticed from my window that there  are wild ducks on the pond.  I slip on my slippers and robe, grab my camera.  Try to go quietly outside.  Runa barks.  Ducks fly. Too slow with the camera.  Beautiful morning.  Despite the chill and not being properly dressed I take a wander.................

Now with COFFEE I write this little note and find this poem for your enjoyment...Have a nice Day!

Morning Poem

 

Every morning

the world

is created. 

Under the orange

 

sticks of the sun

the heaped

ashes of the night

turn into leaves again

 

and fasten themselves to the high branches ---

and the ponds appear

like black cloth

on which are painted islands

 

of summer lilies. 

If it is your nature

to be happy

you will swim away along the soft trails

 

for hours, your imagination

alighting everywhere. 

And if your spirit

carries within it

 

the thorn

that is heavier than lead ---

if it's all you can do

to keep on trudging ---

 

there is still

somewhere deep within you

a beast shouting that the earth

is exactly what it wanted ---

 

each pond with its blazing lilies

is a prayer heard and answered

lavishly, 

every morning,

 

whether or not

you have ever dared to be happy, 

whether or not

you have ever dared to pray.

 

~ Mary Oliver ~

(Dream Work 1986)