We have a new puppy and she slept through the night last night (hooray!) but was ready to go out at 6:45 this morning. (I know I shouldn’t complain but I was feeling pretty cozy and warm.) It took me about five minutes to stumble my way down to get her outside and when I got outside it felt surreal. It was warm-ish and I could see the light coming up behind the mountains and then she ran to the opposite side of the yard where it was much darker and I saw Orion’s belt along with other stars. It was so quiet the birds weren’t even singing yet. But, by the time I went in to make coffee, it was much brighter in that eight or so minutes and the most of the stars were gone. I knew that magic energy wouldn’t last. There’s this moment in the morning and in the evening where you have to just be still and breathe it into you because if you move, it is gone. But the great thing is that it happens everyday. You just have to be still to capture it. And another great thing about this time of year on the west coast of the United States is that the sunrise isn’t very early in the morning so I usually catch it but taking the time to actually go outside in the morning air when trying to get kids ready for school and now that the weather has changed makes it more challenging for me.
I have heard it said that you should see the sunrise at least sometimes– and honor it. In the movie City of Angels, one of the characters asks if they (the angels) still meet on the beach for sunrise. The angel answers yes and at sunset too. Then the movie shows all of the angels gathered on the beach honoring the sunrise and you here the singing “AHHHH” of God/Universe/Morning. I think it’s true. I just wish I could hear it.
“The Journey is to live the mystery and do it with spiritual elegance.”–Caroline Myss (Anatomy of the Spirit)