Looks like I'll be meeting the sun dancing this morning... Ahh, but dancing is quite a prayer... Dancing and the fog rolls in and in just seconds, I'm covered in a silky mist.So, is this a "Mist Dance?" ...That was wonderful! Now my blood is pumping.
"The potential of the average person is like a huge ocean unsailed, a new continent unexplored, a world of possibilitieswaiting to be released and channeled toward some great good." ~ Brian Tracy
Just a fine mist in the valley. Orange sky is lightly seared with golden light. Dozens of birds chatter. Hues changing fast... Stillness. The rooster calls out from the valley below. I listen, spellbound, to the quiet sounds of dawn!
An airplane rises across the sky. The fog, gently hugging the tree tops, dissipates in seconds. The sun will be cresting & my heart beats.
Generous, generous dawn.
Red sun. Orange sky. Blue-gray mountains. Poetry. Faith. Possibilities.
"Whatever we put our attention on will growstronger in our life." ~ Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Can't see any of the cove, the fog is so thick, but the horizon is clear, which should make for a stunning sunrise. Counting the minutes... In just seconds, the fog has completely covered everything. Can't see my ridge, just mist and slender ribbons of orange light... Air is moist, in a dream cloud. Dozens of birds singing. Mist clings to spiderwebs. Sky toward Mt. Pisgah, blue with orange clouds.
Orange is streaking horizon, across my ridge. My heart skips beat at thought of upcoming sunrise... (w/Bob Marley singing in my ear) Clouds makin' light soup out of sun. Orange blaze, sprinkles of gold, lavendar, gray. Rasta Goulash!
...Red sun, red sun, peaking cresting. STUNNING!
Tricky sun. Gave me 10 seconds only. Now it's chillin' behind clouds. Peek-a-boo you...Aha! You know you've got a special life when the sun starts listening to you...