the Quiet time…

Dawn is coming…… I step quietly from my bed, alive to the silences around me. This is the quiet time, the time of innocence and soft thoughts, the childhood of the day. Now is the moment when I must pause and lift my heart – now, before the day fragments and my consciousness shatters into a thousand pieces. For this is the moment when the senses are most alive, when a thought, a touch, a piece of music can shape the spirit and color of the day. But if I am not careful – if I rise, frantic, from my bed, full of small concerns – the mystical flow of the imagination at rest will be broken, the past and the future will rush in to claim my mind, and I will be swept up into life’s petty details and myriad obligations. Gone will be the openness that comes only to the waking heart, and with it, the chance to focus the spirit and consecrate the day.

May this day begin with quiet time – time allowing for ‘ the openness that comes only to the waking heart’.


Quote: Kent Nerburn, Small Grace: The Quiet Gifts of Everyday life
Photo: David Kanigan

Simply Lent 30…

The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening.  It is a little star-dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched.


Quote: Henry David Thoreau, Walden
Photo: David Kanigan – Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT.

taken from Learn & Live with gratitude

Morning prayer

Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, savor you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow.

 


Quote: Mary Jean Irion
Image: Pinterest

Morning… again

It’s morning again…and the world’s drying off with fresh-laundered sunshine.

Life’s face is never the same
though we may look at it for all eternity.


Quote: Kolbein Falkeid, Norwegian poet, 1933 –

from Mindfulbalance.org

 

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