The same sun rises each morning but daily illuminations are always different. No day is ever the same, no emotions stay forever. Morning is the fresh start I crave so much when contracting energies cause me to feel stagnant and stuck. Yet I am never still as the world never stops turning and there has never been one day I’ve not known the dark to brighten with the rising sun.
Today, I feel blessed to watch colours merge in the morning sky. Life flows, continuously. Even a calm body and mind is a busy hive of intuitive activity, the only difference is that when we’re calm we coast the breeze, like a windswept feather, we offer no resistance. This morning I was reminded to enjoy the journey and to never stop being mesmerised by the view.
Crumbs in my belly button 