How often do you get to (or have to) be awake for sunrise? Tell us about what happened the last time you were up so early (or late…)
I’m not an early riser. The times I’ve been up at dawn are few and far between and tend to occur in the middle of winter when sunrise is so late. I must admit it’s kind of a magic moment, when the sun creeps over the horizon to say good morning. Even though it’s not unlike sunset, the feeling is entirely different. Morning is a hopeful time, when the possibilities of the day unfold.
Sipping on the necessary coffee, I can look out on the awakening world, and mull quietly over what this day could hold. I am amazed that while I am up “early”, kids are coming out of their homes to catch the buses for middle and high school. The passage of cars grows more frequent as people head off to work, away from the relative peace of our small neighborhood to fight the battle of commuting to their destinations.
Too soon it is fully morning and the magic of the those dawning moments have passed. The rhythm of the day takes its usual routine, and possibilities that seemed so attainable several minutes before are overtaken by the realities of life.
New York Times bestselling author Cassia Leo reflects: “That time of day when the sun hasn’t come up yet, but you can already feel it coming. It’s an elusive warmth, like a subtle promise whispered in your ear and you can go on with your day knowing you’ve been given another chance to get it right.”
What a way to greet each new day!