Morning grogginess and resistance to get out of bed
this time of year… sun doesn’t come up until 7:12 am
my soul really, really wants to be taken to the beach
thirsting for God or love or higher power or something…
O so tired… possessive of my sleep time, food for my brain
rationalizing the sacred wrestling with the sacred.
Reluctantly rising… at least my soul,
start the obnoxious grinding of my coffee maker… excited
pushing and pulled by my body to take care of duty
then no excuses… bike pushed out of garage
silence getting louder
body catching up to the desires of the soul
coffee in hand, seated on bike…
first surprise
waning moon just two hours from setting
peddling in the cool but warm shadows of morning
intoxicated by the moment before sunrise
my soul like a dog distracted by the smells or squirrel
letting go of seeing the sunrise
appreciating the moon… the feel of the bike beneath me
So much, no video, no photo, no story could understand
my ride to the beach was like eternity
gifted to me…
contemplating
filling up with intimacy and flowers bursting from the sand
little pricks to my senses like
fire in the distance
bug crawling along my ear and hat line
clouds blocking the sunrise… but a blessing
I was late and would have felt cheated
reluctantly left my bike on the path to the beach
breathing deeper
no longer fighting the tiny ants on my path
noticing the sound of the waves crashing louder with every step
silhouetting clouds
disjointed waves
delicious humans and dogs enjoying the same by different perspectives
feet finally in the water, soul thanking my body
sandpipers and dolphins skirting and frolicking
aware, alive, alone and one
o so much more,
but not the energy to express
ya’ll need to experience your own morning
even if ya don’t get out of bed…
how beautiful the yawn and stretch
the smells and creaky bones
encounter of your beloved, if only in your memory
borrowed a few shells from the shoreline
to share with my friends at Wekiva
beautiful friends
healing and stabilizing
as the mind, body and soul wake up to
awareness and intimacy
let us pray
let us hope
let us be aware and intimate
with our day, body and soul
breathe in…
breathe out…
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