Today came and shortly after Today came again. It goes like this. It will always go like this, and I dislike the word always, but I find it grand to think about the departure of one day for another, and I think it grand about how even after the most beautiful sunrise, that I know in my heart, there will be a more beautiful sunrise soon enough.
There’s a reason whiskey exists and why the songs that we love stick. Stopped for a turtle once. It was in the middle of the road. Near railroad tracks. I got out, walked toward it and noticed a few things. Walking toward it was a bad idea. Didn’t like me at all, though I was trying to save its life. Turtle didn’t care. I drove away smelling the summer air knowing I’d never forget.
From a common sunrise we began. By noon we no longer remember the crawling from the beginning And at sunset the pace has become and excited action; much like the gliding of a Raven as the search for the deepest midnight calls to the very structure of our souls and in that darkest hour we feel what we’ll discover and it’s because of this that there’s no stopping the next common sunrise.
Watch for signs that have been sent, and acknowledge them. Even if only internally. It’s my belief that there is a reason for them. There’s even a reason for your acknowledgment. Everything is connected.
When happiness makes its rounds back to me again, I lean into it. I don’t mean marginally happy. I mean the kind of joy that stops you in your tracks and halts any action that was moments ago needed, for one thing, or another. And there you stand, sit, or lay, looking at a blade of grass with the sun shinning and the wind blowing just enough to whisper your name as you tilt your head in an attempt to catch the message.