
In the silence of the early morning, I savor the fleeting moments. The Otherworldly light begins to awaken and rise. It stretches over the landscape, slowly crawling from east to west, bringing forth the new day. I willingly breathe into this being of light and find my senses slipping from dream to thought once more. Drawing a slow and calculated breath, I know that the warm comfort I am wrapped in will soon shift into the cool later summer morning. For something calls me, summoning me into the faint light of day.
“Don’t go back to sleep,” she whispers. “Don’t go back to sleep.”
It is a moving meditation as I make my way outside. The sun isn’t fully up beyond the trees yet. The bird songs fill the air. Bits of dew touch my feet. Standing beneath the bright blue, cloudless sky, I feel as vast as the world above me. The crows begin to chatter. First in the north. Then to the east. Next, a call from the distant south. All directions cawing as they hold a sacred quarter. And here I am in the west, in the shadows of the trees, feeling called to be here. It is a call to magick. It is a call to listen. It is a call to feel what is not just outside of me but within me as well. It is the voice that stirs and awakens all the senses. It prepares us to see the unseen in a place of perfect love and perfect trust. And it reminds us that we are worthy to receive such a message and to take it into our entire being.
With slow deep breaths, I feel myself open to the gift I gave myself this morning. I feel the light of the sun feed me on this chilly new day. I witness my breath take my prayers to the sky along with the evaporating dew from the blades of grass and leaves from the trees. The smell of a firepit’s embers waft in my direction, nudging me to reflect on my own inner flame. For we all share the flame that has no beginning and no end. We are all part of the same cosmic connection, living beneath the sky and upon this beautiful planet. We all have needs, desires, hopes, and dreams that fill our bodies and souls. Am I aware of mine? Yes. In this moment I am. And in this moment, I am also grateful that I did not go back to sleep.
Before you fully stir awake, have you heard the whispers from your heart? Have you heard the voice from your soul or intuition or your god nudge you to break out of your routine and look at the day or your life in a different perspective? There is a different energy in the early morning. It whispers in a gentle voice, calling you to look at life in a softer lens by asking you to not go back to sleep. If you heard this voice, would you listen to it?
We are human. We crave things to feed our soul. A lot of the time, we may ignore our intuition because we were conditioned out of it. If there is a stirring within you, a calling to look at life in a different light, I encourage you to take that chance. Sometimes, what is different is exactly what we need. Trust in that voice. Trust the nudge to take a chance on yourself. It is because we are human, we follow a routine and typically stay within it. But if you listen to that voice, you may experience something that is a bit different and it may just be exactly what you need. So, in the early morning hours, as you slip from dream to thought, take the chance to see life in a different light and don’t go back to sleep.
Be well,
Renee Bedard ~ The Whispering Crow
The magic is the morning is so palpable and strong, and then we lose it…but to recapture the magic in waking day, to repossess it in crystal sterling starlight and make a new creation into this new Dream-space…that is what I am learning now.
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That is where the magick is found, I believe. Bringing the magick of the morning into the hustle and bustle of our day can be tricky, but so worth it!
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Lately I have begun to practice where I constantly bring my awareness back to the internal and observe which of course is a standard and fundamental spiritual practice. But then I go a step further.
Being completely unsatisfied with the mundane of the present moment, I will then shift all of my energy into a feeling that I can only describe as magic, a feeling akin to a very powerful daydream or that feeling that you describe as from a dream. I fully feel it and inhabit it in the moment as a magic that allows for anything to happen–as if life is a lucid dream. If this shift is held sustainably for long enough then reality I believe itself will shift and I’ve already begun to taste the palpable results of this.
I believe that magic is right here on our doorstep–we have just been blinded to it then we must claim it and take it back in order to inhabit the assemblage point of all possibility.
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