The Whispers of the Morning

August 21, 2014

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“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.” — Roald Dahl

As I sit in the stillness of the morning, I’m drawn in to the melody of the birds all around me. They have their own symphony, calling out to one another, patiently awaiting the response that comes from a neighboring tree. I can hear an owl in the distance, sharing her own voice of wisdom.

The way the sun streams through the leaves, highlighting little sparkles of dust in the air. They float down like nature’s glitter, there to offer a bit of magic on a seemingly ordinary morning.

The sweet scent of caramel trickles up to awaken my senses, as I close my eyes and take in the beauty of a new day.

There is magic all around me.

My thoughts travel to things I must get done. How insignificant they are in moments like these. Nothing else matters but sinking into this moment, becoming part of the dance of life that goes on whether I get the shopping list done or not. Life is unfolding right in front of me. Isn’t this what I breathe for?

If I listen close enough, I will hear the whispers of the mourning dove, as she reminds me to savor every moment. This life is far too precious to focus on anything but the magic that seeps through my bones. The very essence of creation lies dormant within me, just waiting for me to say “yes.”

I have spent far too many days questioning my purpose. Perhaps this is it, right here in this way. Ordinary magic, opening widely to receive me into the sacred pulse of life. My life.

Every moment is an invitation.

What is calling out to you in this sacred moment?

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