Monday, July 23, 2012

"Morning has broken, like the first morning..."


Morning Rituals

Get out of bed slowly, observing the shift in your center of balance as you move into upright position. Stand erect, without strain. Only human beings stand in such a way, their spines a vertical oblation to the divine. Feel your feet on the ground. Step attentively, aware of the the pressure as your soles touch the earth. Expand your awareness in various ways as you go about your morning activities...”
                       Philip Zaleski & Paul Kaufman (Gifts of the Spirit)

My dogs have their individual morning rituals. Liza, in peppy-puppy fashion, arises quickly and nudges Julie, then comes to my bed to make certain I'm awake. If I dally in bed, she reaches as high as her non-existent legs allow and makes soft whinny sounds until I sit up. Julie is an old girl. It takes her longer. She rises slowly, opens to a wide-mouth, tongue-unfurling, yawn, stretches in 'praise Allah' fashion, and then shakes down the full length of her body. Liza races to the basement stairs, and Julie and I follow in various stages of slow-motion, get the kinks out, stumbling gaits.

Morning is sacred space for me. I love watching first light glowing an orangey-pink, highlighting the houses across the way. I like to measure out the coffee and set it to dripping first thing. With cup in hand, and having given the dogs a morning treat, I head to the laptop to write this blog to you. By now the sun is up and brightly shining through my east-facing window. I have placed an African wrap-skirt given to me by traveling friends, across a bar at the window to block the sun enough to see the computer screen. It reminds me that women on the other side of the earth have their morning rituals, too. They wrap on a skirt just like this one, and go about the doings of their day.

First light is a good time to pray. In many religious traditions, people arise and give thanks for their rest and for their waking to a new day. They may meditate before filling their stomachs, or ritually bathe hands and face, or chant the rising of the sun. Black Elk, Sioux holy man, daily observed the rising of the morning star, which had special significance to his tribe.

Whatever way you mark morning, it is well to begin by acknowledging that grace has brought you to this moment, given you the dual blessings of sound sleep and waking renewal. Give thanks for the ability to live and love another day on God's green earth.

                                             In the spirit,
                                             Jane

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