Morning Blessing Gift Of Wind

The day calls.

The windows rattle and clink from the strong wind blowing outside.

Even as light penetrates the gloom,

Everything is moving,

Swaying,

Rustling,

And creaking.

This symphony beckons,

Bending its many crooked fingers at me,

Saying,

Come,

Join the chorus of the day.

Now the noises fade into the background,

And the movement becomes silent and interior.

Let all the distractions rush by,

Going on their merry way.

Inhabit the vacuum they leave behind.

Feel the slowing down and the relief of this quiet time.

Slow way down so that you return to your home,

Your physical being.

Stopped,

You can be with yourself.

Feel who you are physically.

Feel your toes,

Feet,

Legs,

Knees,

Waist,

Belly,

Ribs,

Chest,

Arms,

Hands,

Neck,

Head,

And hair.

Here you are,

All of you.

Reassured of a home base,

What emotions move inside you right now?

Notice the currents,

Gentle and fierce,

That are alive and seeking expression.

How natural it is to let both the strong winds and the gentle breezes blow,

To let the winds of emotion blow through and be gone.

In this fresh quiet,

Spirit can emerge,

Asking,

Is it safe here?

Again reassured,

Spirit can speak.

Listen carefully.

This precious voice comes from the deepest place of the present.

May you hear the voices in the wind today and include your own,

Joining the chorus,

Going with the flow,

Riding the currents.

Your gift today is wind.