A new morning is here,
A new day,
Ready or not.
Since we can't stop the Earth from revolving around the sun,
We don't have a choice about whether or not a new day dawns,
Only what we do with it,
How we live it.
Welcome to a million choices.
Choose silence right now as much as you can.
In my silence now,
I can hear the cawings of crows in the distant background.
I can't see their black feathers,
But the sounds splash like distinct drops of water on a smooth pond,
Holes in the silence that quickly mend.
Tune into your body.
Feel the beat of your heart sending blood throughout your body,
Down to your feet,
Starting back up through your legs,
Waist,
Chest again,
Then arms,
Neck,
And head.
Who knows exactly where feelings start?
What is important is to ease their way,
To keep the river flowing.
Obstacles appear like boulders,
Of course.
The river of feelings may be diverted,
Even dammed up for a while,
But always feelings work their way through to release.
Deep underneath the surface,
Turbulence lies still water,
Dark,
Primitive,
Underlying everything close to the core and full of mystery.
The soul slumbers like a hibernating Loch Ness creature.
What disturbs your soul's sleep?
May you leave sleep behind you today.
May you welcome the flow of your feelings to the surface,
So they flow around the barriers to expression.
Your gift today is choice.