Been rather off kilter this last week. Sleeping way too late. Except for going to work, don't feel a sense of purpose. It felt nice to awaken with the sun not yet risen. This is MY time. Everyone asleep, even my trusty dog. No one bothering me, asking me pointless questions, wanting a piece of me. Healing is a long, slow process. This is the time to heal. In the silence of the morning. Watching the sun come up. That is when I feel God's presence. I make my best decisions. This is the best cup of coffee, the one I am drinking right now. I now see the sun winking at me from the trees. Sigh, another day has begun...
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I'm glad to hear from you this morning. I'm so with you on the quiet, and a morning prayer. That time with myself and God changes everything the rest of the day.
I so appreciate the comments, you are a great friend.
Mmmmm, I envy you; envy the not having to get up before the sun unless you choose to; envy the silence, the peace. Perhaps once this move is over and I'm settled, it will be better, and I will have my own clarity....
The first coffee is always the best.
I feel Gods presence when I look at the stars.
Welcome to the day before dawn.
Lou- I, too, am glad we have had the chance to know one another. I really feel I know you personally. God and I always have to get right before I do anything.
Pookie- I can't wait to talk to you. I am so curious as so see your take on this big state. We big city girls are one of a kind.. I am so tired of people asking me if I am from New York, lol..I think because I am so damn rude...
Butterflies- Amen to that first cup of creamy brew...
WM- You and I have always had an appreciation for the early morning hours. They are the best.
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