i awoke at 5:30 am
I
woke at 5:30 am, with a smile and a good dream. Sitting up in bed to
meditate, I took a peak through my green and blue curtains. The sky was a
soothing cream with splashes of muted pink. The colors and shapes, like
fragments of unneeded thoughts, seemed to be moving to the east and
then towards the southern sky.
Sitting upright in meditation I visualized the colors in the center of my forehead. At one point I felt a tingling. Pinks, softening to whites. Upon opening my eyes, I took another peak through the curtains. The pinks I saw only fifteen minutes before seemed to have completely disappeared.
One vast bright white canvas before me... How will I choose to paint my day?
With courage, and creativity. With respect and gratefulness for my ancestors,
to whom have given me LIFE! ~amen!
~(words and photo by kate lamberg..(c) '14)
Sitting upright in meditation I visualized the colors in the center of my forehead. At one point I felt a tingling. Pinks, softening to whites. Upon opening my eyes, I took another peak through the curtains. The pinks I saw only fifteen minutes before seemed to have completely disappeared.
One vast bright white canvas before me... How will I choose to paint my day?
With courage, and creativity. With respect and gratefulness for my ancestors,
to whom have given me LIFE! ~amen!
~(words and photo by kate lamberg..(c) '14)
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