It’s no wonder our ancestors worshipped the sun gods. I do too, now!
Woke up encouraged, though it took a while to fall asleep.
The sounds of the meditation didn’t do the trick, I thought.
But waking up, even in the darkness of the ‘dawn’
I felt, okay. I felt good enough. Even quite ‘well,’
And listened obediently to a morning meditation
Where I am filled with golden light,
Encompassed in a golden eggshell.
I got out of bed, smiling.
I didn’t feel exhausted.
For a change.
I put on my power suit
and I’m going to work.
I can do this,
PS. Thank you, sun!