These Dark Days

I wake in the dark listening to the beginning of commerce passing by our home. We live on a favorite route for many, not a main thoroughfare, but a preferred road for sure. From bed I move to my yoga mat. It’s not typically a vigorous routine, but one that is dictated by Adriene. She is fun and funny, sometimes demanding, but always offering modifications, which I appreciate before I am fully awake. On this morning, the sky lit up with much fire, the sun peeking from beyond the tree tine while the still dark sky glows with hints of pink. Hard not to feel gratitude for such a dawn.
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