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Year Three, Day 85: The Sunrise!

I watched the sunrise this morning. While I hooped. It was a glorious experience. 

I got to see first hand what I have been missing most of my life.

I got a little emotional as I watched it rise from behind the tree.  I thought about the upcoming solar eclipse. How the moon will cross it's path and for a few minutes, approximately 7, our sun will be darkened.

A glimpse of the power of God and how vast is our universe.

I have been silently cursing this hot weather.  But the sun. It was given to us by God. That we may have life!

Ok.  Back to earth.

I popped up at 5:40 this morning. I did not pop up at 1, 2 or even 3 am! I was a wee bit disappointed as I studied the face of the clock. I relish the early morning awakenings. I've been reading the bible for a half hour to an hour and then happily going back to sleep.

I thought about getting a bit more shut eye this morning, but my eyes were wide open.  I felt very alert.

Peculiar.  Me, alert at 5:40 a.m.?  I knew if I dozed back off to sleep, I would awaken groggy, grumpy and possibly be late to breakfast with Mom.

So I did the unthinkable. I popped up and grabbed my hoop and headed to the track! By the time I was heading out the door it was 6:00 a.m. exactly.

I have proof:

It was actually a little chilly at the track. I thought about going back for a sweater, but I decided to enjoy the cool breeze. It wouldn't last long. The temperature is expected to soar again into the 90's today.

The track was deserted. Quiet.  Except for the calls of a few lone birds. And the crowing of a rooster. The grass was wet with dew.  The air smelled sweet and fresh. I too several long, slow deep breaths. 

This morning I feel grateful for life.  I would like to begin every day this way. Being grateful. 

I am now home, sipping  a cup of "Breakfast in Paris Black Tea".  It is a Stash tea, recommended to me by a Facebook friend. It has lavender, bergamot extract and vanilla extract in it. Perfect for an early summer morning.

I am about to get ready to head to breakfast and then teaching piano all day. It will be hot in the church where I teach Saturdays. My mother is my first student. I will have her practice her scales while I open up the windows and turn on the fans.

I have a nice lunch packed for today.  Chicken sausage, sauerkraut, grapefruit slices, and chia pudding topped with sliced bananas and grain free, apricot granola. 

I am feeling really good about my health lately.

And on that note, I wish you a happy, healthy Saturday!

Talk to you tomorrow.

Early, perhaps?

Love,

Zita



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