It is close to 3.00 AM. I haven't slept yet. What a day! They say there is magic in the day at 4.00 AM. I was awake yesterday all night and at 4.00 AM , if there was magic, it was in me.
I witnessed for myself how if I wanted to do something I would. After an all night work related call, I was about to crash into bed at 4.00 AM . The kitchen was dirty and I wanted to leave the task of cleaning up the kitchen and opening the door for the cook at 6.30 AM to my husband.
Something in me made me decide, that today, I would not crash. I would face up to my responsibilities. I cleaned the kitchen, made a special sandwich for my daughter, took a great bath and waited for the cook to turn up.
Felt Good! I watched the dawn arrive and the sun rise. Something keeps telling me that the 'time now is short'. What does that mean I wonder! I have a keen sense of everything having moved too fast.
Was I just yesterday a beautiful, nubile girl of sixteen? Hopeful and earnest. But today I stand, not so tall, not so bright as I had imagined back then.
As I watched the sun rise, I realized that all of us carry an essential part of ourselves intact into our middle age. We just have to be quiet, watch the sun rise and meet ourselves once again.
I witnessed for myself how if I wanted to do something I would. After an all night work related call, I was about to crash into bed at 4.00 AM . The kitchen was dirty and I wanted to leave the task of cleaning up the kitchen and opening the door for the cook at 6.30 AM to my husband.
Something in me made me decide, that today, I would not crash. I would face up to my responsibilities. I cleaned the kitchen, made a special sandwich for my daughter, took a great bath and waited for the cook to turn up.
Felt Good! I watched the dawn arrive and the sun rise. Something keeps telling me that the 'time now is short'. What does that mean I wonder! I have a keen sense of everything having moved too fast.
Was I just yesterday a beautiful, nubile girl of sixteen? Hopeful and earnest. But today I stand, not so tall, not so bright as I had imagined back then.
As I watched the sun rise, I realized that all of us carry an essential part of ourselves intact into our middle age. We just have to be quiet, watch the sun rise and meet ourselves once again.
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