Leaving the house early each morning to walk in nature and witness the shifting clouds above the green lanscape.
We follow the same path each day and without it my life would be devoid of meaning, I would understand less of this world.
Pausing for a moment to observe the sun caressing the Ruahine ranges that encircle our home gives me cause to sigh...to indulge my senses and acknowledge the gifts that are offered up to us each morning.
We pass the usual paddocks where horses graze lazily, looking up as we pass and promptly returning to their own morning ritual.
The clouds sit low today, hugging the hills and I notice...I see so much in this magical hour and I am grateful for it.
We walk together, we talk together and I ponder the gift of love, of companionship and of Family.
I never lose sight of this life of mine, for all the odd little disruptions that occur from time to time, nothing comes close to this time we share first thing in the morning.
As we return to suburbia I add a silent prayer to my day, I ask that everyone can have a moment like this at least once a day, an opportunity to witness the wonder that surrounds us.
Yet again I return to a state of gratitude and acknowledge the sheer brilliance of the universe...let my day begin.
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