Just when I think it can't get any more beautiful...it does.

Just when I think that the light can't be any softer or gentler....it is.

Just when I think it's not possible to find that quiet...I do.

I arrive in the space without expectation...without ever quite knowing what I might find...what I might discover...what I might experience and feel. My mind lags one step behind my body....as I wake to meet and greet the new day.

In the beginning - there's a tightness...a reluctance...a resistance. I never believe I'm quite ready...but then - there I am.

I prepare myself to look...and really see. I begin to find my ground...my center...my core. I listen.

A layer of morning mist...fogging my vision. I adjust the lens thru which I'm looking. There must be something...there always is. My eyes begin to focus. I begin to see.

Feet ground. Body softens. Mind stops asking those questions that have no answers. This is what. This is why. This is where I come to. It's where I arrive.

Just when I begin to wonder why it is I rise each day...I know.

Just when I can't imagine a scene more magical...there is.