It’s all about the initiation.  The beginning.  The sun rising in the east and making the western sky rosy.  The fog lifting. The commencement of new sound breaking out of silence. The birds, the frogs, calling back and forth. Another day, a new opportunity  for life. 

Looking at the effects that nighttime sunlessness has left on the world and realizing that other changes are still to come.  The frost will melt. The air will warm. 

It’s all about the sun. It’s come back again. Whatever we wished or feared, held in hope or anxiety, we have been given another day to work, to play, to love, to dread, or to be free. Continuation is the gift…or maybe the rule. What will you make of it?

Morning