Sharon's First Thoughts

Sharon awoke Tuesday to the promise of music. She heard that maverick bird singing fervently before the rest of his tribe awoke. It wasn't a loud voice, but it sliced her sleep open and let the radiance fill her. She was happy for this early beginning of another day of grace. She crossed herself twice, once out of fear, once out of joy. By the time she had washed her face and combed her hair, the carillon of song-birds filled the air with a promised fulfilled. What joy! she enthused. Music and Light, animal and human, morning and delight - all coalesced into a happiness she inhabited as if it were a house made of spirit-stuff, a forever home to all creatures whose patient steadfast energy built the world. {Sharon's Morning Song} Admit the morning into your consciousness, watch it expand. Greet the first light of day with your earliest energy. Let outer light merge with inner light - Oh, let it be! and form a nimbus enveloping my whole being in radiance. Never doubt this shower will cleanse my soul of lingering darkness, and dispel the stubborn heaviness of night. I will be the fleet and sudden day-treader!