Awakening at 4:30 am.
Bright stars in the dark sky, piercing through the tree
limbs.
Smiling at Orion and his belt.
Settling in with 3 deep breaths.
Mind wanders.
Internet order of a ukulele.
Very exciting new project. Should
arrive today.
But, all thoughts can be dropped, right now.
The invitation is to be, not to do.
This is the Gift.
Empty Fullness arises.
Darkest dark.
Brightest light. Paradox.
Comes and goes.
Time slips away.
Then time arises.
My iPhone flashes 5:30 am.
Time to write this.
Thankful for the Gift of the Call to Sit.
