The Way to Start a Day

I’m a sucker for sunrise.IMG_4657

Anywhere. Down under. Up ‘n over. On this island, or any other. Sunny side up. Poking through. Escalating into a full-on blazing orb. Just gimme sun.

Which is why, at the exquisitely godly hour of 6 am, on a SUNday, I was already walking on the mountain, because, really, where else (ok, other than tucked in and under a duvet, with a hot cup of tea and the New York Times Arts section) would I rather be than on a hilltop, greeting le grand soleil?IMG_4710

Nowhere.

Just the other day, I found on a bookshelf a micro-thin paperback book gifted to me by my sister many years ago. Written by Byrd Baylor and illustrated by Peter Parnall, this little gem is titled The Way to Start a Day… which is, pretty much, the way I felt this morning, overwhelmed, overcome by the sheer radiance, the shadow-play, the quiet, the sky.  Excerpts herewith 😉

IMG_4683The way to start a day is this –

Go outside

and face the east

and greet the sun

with some kind of blessing

or chant

or song

that you made yourselfIMG_4685

and keep for

early morning…

When you feel the sun

you’ll feel

the song too.

Just sing it.

IMG_4694But

don’t think you’re

the only one

who ever worked

that magic…

A morning

needs

to be sung to.IMG_4674

A new day

needs

to be honored.

Didn’t the pharoahs

of Egypt

say

IMG_4699the only

sound

at dawn

should be

the sound of

songs

that please

the morning sun?IMG_4667

They knew

what songs

to sing.

People

always

seemed to know…

IMG_4662And

everywhere

they knew

what gifts

the sun

wanted…

Some people

still IMG_4696

know.

When the first

pale

streak of light

cuts

through the

darkness,IMG_4684

wherever they are,

those people

make offerings

and send

strong

mysterious

songs IMG_4719

to the sun.

They know

exactly

how to start

a day…IMG_4704

It had to be

sunrise.

And it had to be

first

sudden movement.

That’s

when all

the power ofIMG_4726-001

life

is in the

sky.

Some people

say

there is

IMG_4736a new sun

every day,

that it

begins

its life

at dawn

and lives

for one dayIMG_4737

only.

They say

you have to

welcome it.

You have to

make the sun

happy.

IMG_4740You have to

make

a good day

for it…

If the sky turns a color

the sky never was before

just watch it.

That’s part of the magic.IMG_4724

That’s the way

to start

a day.

SO…

After gazing and basking in wonderment, soaking in Vitamin D, straining my eyes to make out the mountains along the horizon line, I stood in mountain pose – due east – with palms touching in front of my heart.

I closed my eyes and opened my heart. I gave thanks, stretched, twisted, bent sideways and backwards, and with muted sounds that only an astute cyclist might have heard, I sang Here Comes the Sun, and then switched to the more mantra-like Om Mani Padme Hum.

A gift to the sun, to the day, to myself. Try it, you might not be able to help yourself do the same, come next SUNday…

 

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