Sunrise

I woke up this morning sensing something different behind my curtains.  There was a warm glow reaching my face making me wanting to get up.  To want to get out of bed is a very rare feeling for me, as I am not a morning person.

I took my robe and surprised my teenage son to be in the kitchen that early.  He normally is there long before me, so he asked me why I was up.  "To watch the sunset", I replied.  "You mean the sunrise", laughed my son with a grin on his face.  "Yes, that is what I mean", I laughed back.

Both of us knowing that I have seen plenty of beautiful sunsets but I can count on my fingers how many times I have seen the sunrise.  I mean, to really see it rise.  Of course I have stumbled out of bed to get going in the morning plenty of times.  Often just struggling with the fact that I have to be up early, completely missing the actual sunrise.  This morning was different.

I went outside and saw the sky transform from a slightly lit orange glow to a full canvas painted in the most beautiful shades of pink together with some orange strokes.  As I stood there I was inhaling the morning-glory and exhaling the night.  I welcomed this new day with a child's wonder.  This world IS beautiful, and I need to greet it with gratitude, was all that I felt.

This day stirred something new within me.  I need to do this again.

I need to watch the sun rise from below the horizon to fully visible in the sky.  As the sun greets us, I have to welcome a new day.  Later, I will say goodnight to this beautiful world.  So there will be no more of just sunsets, sunrises are equally as magnificent.

Good morning glorious earth!

Super Moon

Last night was the final Super moon, completing a trio of Super moons that began in July.  This September, the Super moon was the brightest Moon of the year.

Did you all see it?  Did you feel it?

I did the same thing as I did last time.  Around midnight I wandered out on the porch and looked up at a dark clouded sky.  Through a cloud, the moon blinded me as much as the sun in daylight.  I stood still, and was fixated on the moon's beauty.  With every breath, I filled my lungs with the night's power of magic.

As usual I felt a restlessness that later made me sleepless.  For once I did not panic about that I could not settled down to sleep.  I let the energy flow through my body, mind and heart.  Instead of resisting the moon's impact on my rest, I embraced it.  I surrendered to the energy that was flooding my body.

I welcomed this morning with a sleepy body, but an energized mind.  I had used the moon's energy to restore my creativity during my hours awake at night.  Today I am walking around with a productive mind and a grateful heart.  Grateful that I was able to witness the magic of the universe, and feel the moon's pull turning into energy.  An energy  that ripped right through me.  I felt alive, I am alive.

A Candle for Love

On my last day in Sweden this time around, I had one last thing to do.   I had to visit "my" church.  Not to listen to a sermon, and not to pray.   I went there to light a candle.  Like I used to do with My Angel Mormor, Grandmother, I lit a candle and put it in the "Globe of Light".

My thoughts wandered to My Angel in Heaven, and also to all whom I love that still walk this earth.   The love that I feel for certain people in my life is a love that never will reach the ravine's bottom with its darkness.   This love will never stop shining.   To light a candle for someone is like a prayer.  Today I lit a candle for the people who always will have a special place in my heart.   A Candle for Love.

The Pull of the Moon

 

With the full Moon on Friday, my internal tide has been running high, and it has been running low. It has been pulling me in all directions with a nervous energy for a few days.

I had to figure out how to use this strong energy in the best possible way.  The Moon, so close to the Earth, affected my mind and made me feel that I was less in control of my emotions.  The heightened activity of my sub-conscious mind enhanced my feelings, emotions and desires.  They all surfaced to my conscious mind, and I felt the distress.

During a full Moon as well as a new Moon the pull on the Earth is more powerful than other days.   I know the only thing to do is to ride out the storm.  Easier said than done this time.  I went to bed last night and the energy within me fluctuated like the ebb and flow of the tide.  I knew it meant that I needed to bring awareness to release some negative energy.

I got up from bed, put on my robe and stepped outside in the quiet night.  As I slowly walked around the house I realized the night was not so quiet after all.  I heard birds high up in the trees, critters running into bushes and leaves gently rustling in the wind.  I did not hear any noise, only soothing sounds from nature.

I stopped walking in my garden, looked up at the starlit sky and I was bathed in the full Moon energy light.  It made me breath deep, and I let go of my edgy vibrations.  Standing under the luminance of the full Moon, I felt closer to myself again.  My intentions were clear, and I used the strong energies to bring myself closer to my goals, especially the spiritual ones.

Not everyone feels the energy from the Moon, and not everyone believes that you can be affected by the Moon.  But if the ocean can move with high tide and low tide, why can't we?  I'm a firm believer that the Moon affects us.  I just need to learn how to use the strong energy in the best possible way.

If you happen to be like me, you probably need some rest now.  With the ebb and flow of the tide, choose to go with the flow.

Walking above the clouds

Last night after dinner I realized that the day had passed me by without me doing what I was writing about the other day.  That movement is vital.  So to practice what I preach, I put on my running shoes despite some physical discomfort.  Not to go for a run but to go for a walk that would make my heart pump.

That's the beauty of living on a mountain, I just picked the steep path up the mountain and my heart started to beat like a hammer within.  This is what I need, I thought with every step that I was pushing through to make it to the top.  Last night's walk became so much more than exercise though.

Nearing the top of the mountain I witnessed something for the first time.  I was already  out of breath, but the view that emerged in front of me literally took my breath away.  For the first time in my life I was walking above the clouds.

I was mesmerized and so grateful to be alive to witness this beautiful sight.  I still am.