It is so silent this early in the morning as I let Maggie May out for a quick jaunt to do her thing. It is way too soon to be going out for a walk because I never know what black and white fella may be lurking in the darkness. My granddaughter says she is afraid of the dark but as a Rara, I try to reassure her that all is well. One tries to find ways to calm the scary and be able to give over for her to have a restful sleep but young minds have their own vivid imagination. And you cannot reason with reason and a five year old. It is just not done.
Of course like any kind and caring adult who wants life to be filled with smiles and chuckles you try to waylay the fears of your little kin folk. But when walking just after dawn, I am fairly certain my own imagination is on higher alert as there might be some furry paws just beyond what my eyes cannot make out. And to be frank, I am really not interested in running into Peppy Le Peeyou and the deadly aroma of Eau de Stinktohighheaven fragrance.
Yet, I do cherish this quiet as it so wonderfully breathes life this late December morn. Breezeless, crisp of air, night sky clear with its sparkly lit diamonds, and the ebony blackness from the fallen evening from yesterday shadows over the usually sharpened silhouette of nature’s barren growth. Ah the beauty that unfolds. How can one not feel God’s presence in this moment. Or better yet, wrap my arms tightly as I await for my furry loyal companion to come back in while I keep an eagle eye out upon the snow trail I made for said pup. Come on now. Giddy up, Maggie May.
I am not sure why I am up before the crack of dawn or as I heard this quaint phrase recently from a British mystery series I have been watching… ‘at stupid o’clock’. I don’t like to use that word per se but it certainly seems to be befitting in this particular instant. LOL. Maybe it is that I have noticed that daylight is coming up just a tad earlier and staying a wake a little longer. I LOVE this time of year when the magic and mystery of the perfected syncing of the sun moon and earth and seasonal pattern align. It is beyond miraculous but then so is our Creator. Hmmm
So I am going to welcome this moment of quiet and solitude, basking in the tranquil stillness and want for not. Blessings.
Let us pray for those who are in need of our prayers and for those who seek the soothing calm to be within. Amen.
Karenpondering 