Morning push

       Seated. Waiting for a moment to gain a charge
so the day can begin. Still only the day is much
slower. Not for the beginning of the work week but
because of the hastiness of week passed.

       Grateful for being seated and very comfortable.
Looking forward to another big breeze from outside.
Happy that the rain washed the earth and my car.

     Silly as I wait for my Ipod to charge. Perhaps to
bake something. Hmm.

     Patiently observing the sights and sounds inside
my apartment. So good to be home. Yet something
feels missing. Perhaps my need to be on my own for
a few hours. To be unaware of everything that
happened over the last week.

     Just feeling the radiant, quirky me standing out
on concrete, iron stairs. Breathing the beauty of a
cooling morning, transferring into the afternoon.
Much to absorb. Much to enjoy. Still I am seated here
for the right time. Not yet but soon, yes.

   Ah ha the thoughts that crawl across my mind. Hmm
how soft the echoes are inside, how bouncy the soul
becomes and blissfully happy the spirit shines.

   Perhaps the motion over getting outside is all that
was necessary. So smile with me. Even if for a moment.
Take away the stress of the day. Soar. Shine. Be loved
and love all.

   I send a hello upon the trees. Will you say hi back?