“Waking to a day free from the pulls of commitments allows for time and experiences to unfold with ease .
Early morning peacefulness , just before sun up , cool breezes and lone song birds seeming to take turns heralding the day’s arrival as I become aware of my breath . Slow and deep .
The light , beautiful and inviting , expands with subtlety like a whisper . I even catch a glimpse of a dragonfly floating by .
Mornings like this a cherished gift of this life . “
I looked out upon the East River as a little girl from my bedroom window . I watched the night sky change with the celestial cycles , I watched fiery as well as calm , delicate sunsets . It was enchanting and yet also grounding . I felt more connected to my deeper self because of these moments .
The quietness , the aloneness that allowed for these experiences also created some separation from the day to day lighter side of living .
At the age of eight years old I wrote a letter to the President of the United States . ”Dear Mr. President , Please get everyone to love each other and then we will have peace .” The letter was mailed . I received a brochure of the White House in response . I was thrilled because it meant that my letter had arrived .
That little girl with the old soul is still me . And since then have discovered the joy of laughter and spontaneity .