Friday, February 26, 2016

i used to get upset about waking at 4am....soon alarms would be going off, rushing here and there, kettle to boil, lunches to make, forms to sign, stories to be heard, three little birds to sing, a puppy, a dishwasher to empty, another pile to be moved....but now i understand the value of waking at 4am....quiet contemplation, slow reflection about things past and things forward, the sound of slumber surrounding me, allowing my heart to stir, allowing my creative soul to breathe