There is something sacred about the first moments of the day… a time for reverent stillness.
I awaken to the sound of sacred morning silence.
Peaceful, blissful inner silence. 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.
Mindfully collecting firewood and stoking the morning fire.
I remain 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 still in the sacred morning.
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