Morning Meditation

This morning I take a moment to watch the sun rise. Its color like a ripe summer peach, lights up the sky with pink and gold and clouds of purple.

I take a moment to listen to the chatters and squawks of the resident birds and watch the black outline of flocks flying over the ocean to the sunrise.

This morning I take a moment to smell the cool, peppery earth and trees damp with dew.

To feel the gentle tickles from the breeze as it blows the wisps of hair, escaped from their messy bun, across my face.

This morning I take a moment to taste the warm, nutty bitterness of my coffee.

The energy in my heart wakes, aliveness flows in my veins, my feet root into the earth and into the present moment.

Pura Vida