Morning breaks at 4:09 am. Divinely guided by the world beyond the senses, I listen and hear the sounds of birdsong, whispering to me. A quiet mind hears the declaration to start writing today and every day, sharing the inspirations of the ancient ones and the wisdom that resides within.

Feet touch the ground after hours of sweet slumber and dreams. In these moments, sitting and savouring the bitterness of coffee with the sweetness of milk, I see my new life unfolding.

Life has its bitter and painful moments, which Grace sweetens and love fulfills.

This morning, I offer my life as a prayer, with pen and paper waiting to fill the bible of my life. I take my coffee outside to feel the cool dewy air on my skin. The trees speak to me about the unity of life and the roots seeking other roots to nourish and share.

My skin is a vessel for the Spirit that directs life and co-creates it. Each day, an opportunity to receive Divine Guidance and express love in the walkabout world. I am open to all possibilities that are beyond my small Self and remember to remember.

Waking from slumber is a conscious decision, marked by a tendency to revert to old ways. Each default is a preparation for the next inspiration and insight. So, sometimes staying asleep is the rest that is needed, preparing body and spirit for the new spurt of growth. The garden needs to lie fallow, to prepare the seed to blossom, to stand in its beauty and nourish the world.

The wise old woman shouts, ‘It is time to sing your song, to express the gifts given at birth and cultivated over lifetimes.’ Sing your shadows, speak truth, become soft and open. Examine your beliefs and conditioning from the walkabout world.

What is true? What feels aligned with your deepest self? Who are you? You can start here and find the quiet place to return again and again.

With Love,

Deb