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  • This morning I got back down to the lake in front of Mom’s complex here for morning reading, meditation and yoga. I was feeling a bit out of sorts before I made my way down there. No solid food for a day and a half can do that to you. I’ll be leaving early tomorrow morning for 4 days in Dallas, while Kathy stays here with Mom. I wasn’t feeling great about that, but it seems to be what I’m supposed to do.

    After the usual yoga poses and some loosening up exercises, which got me breathing better and feeling more human, I settledown to the reading and meditation. The weather was perfect at the time. The morning reading was excellent, helping me to focus on the abundance of the universe, which I needed to do. My meditation reading was right on time, as well. It began with ‘belly-breathing’, leading into a “bridging the earth and the sky” meditation. This is where you feel the energy of Mother Earth beneath your feet, and allow it to enter your body and travel to your heart. Likewise, you feel the warmth and the light of Father Sun upon your head, allowing it to enter your there and travel down to your heart. There, they meet and marry their energies, allowing you to pour forth compassion to the world, bolstered by this connection with the earth and the sky.

    This particular meditation just really resonated for me, today, and lifted me to a place I did not expect to be going, especially the way I felt upon awakening. I even felt a little overwhelmed as compassion washed over and through me. I don’t understand exactly how this happens or works, I just know that it works for me, and am ever grateful that I have this practice to get me off on the right foot, particularly on days like this, where it could have gone much differently.

    I have quote this song once before, early on in my Cowbird story-telling days, so it shouldn’t be a repeat for too many of you – but if it is, it does bear repeating on occasion. It fit how I felt this morning, as it did the morning I first shared it here. It’s from a favorite Moody Blues album, written and sung by Justin Hayward, “Dawning is the Day”. Here’s hoping you all have an uplifting, hopeful and joyful day.

    Rise, let us see you,
    Dawning is the Day!
    Miss, misty meadow,
    You will find your way.
    Wake up in the morning to yourself and leave this crazy life behind you...
    Listen, we're trying to find you...

    Flow to the sea,
    You know where to go...
    Still we are free,
    No one tells the wind which way to blow!
    Wake up in the morning to yourself open your eyes and start to be you,
    Listen, we think we can see you.
    Baby there's no price upon your head,
    Sing it! Shout it!
    Now the angry words have all been said,
    Do it, don't doubt it....

    So rise, let us see you,
    Dawning is the Day!
    Miss, Misty Meadow,
    You will find your way.
    Wake up in the morning to yourself, open your head and look around you,
    Listen, we think we have found you!
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