Almost every morning my body wakes me up to I can see first light.
I just love to see it, especially out my window at home.
It is something sort of ancient in me. I love to see how the light colors day.
Right now, I am sitting on the terrace of my friends home, above Lago Maggiore in northern Italy. I have been on my #summeradventure2013 with my family.
Today is our last full day of vacationing. Tomorrow we turn towards home.
I read my pal, Stephanie Gunning’s newsletter this morning. She offers a challenge to make August a month of Self Expression which fits right in to my views for Laundry Line Divine. This website is a hub of self-expression for me and for the guests who post here. I am very attracted to people who express. The women of the Out of the Mouths of Babes blog series, like me, are pressed to express. Even the people who comment on this site, especially in last week’s post about 6 word memoirs, are pressed to express. How I love the community of Laundry Line Divine.
This morning, as I greet the light and joy settles in to my heart once again, I am filled with gratitude for getting to live another day. Curiosity opens my eyes and fuels my steps to see what this day will bring.
Now the moon is rounding in to fullness again. Each of us are, no matter our exact location at this present moment, connected by light. Maybe that is the key to what wakes me daily, early and eager. I love knowing that wherever you are, we are both touched by this light.
That is one way I get my joy on.
How about you?
With much love,
PS Here is a poem by Mary Oliver titled Why I Wake Early. She likes morning too.