Theme/Mantra: “I move in hopeful expectancy today.”
Reading:
Dawn Revisited by Rita Dove
Imagine you wake up
with a second chance: The blue jay
hawks his pretty wares
and the oak still stands, spreading
glorious shade. If you don’t look back,
the future never happens.
How good to rise in sunlight,
in the prodigal smell of biscuits—
eggs and sausage on the grill.
The whole sky is yours
to write on, blown open
to a blank page. Come on,
shake a leg! You’ll never know
who’s down there, frying those eggs,
if you don’t get up and see.
Meditation:
A Meditation of the Firefly
Sit with your spine comfortably erect. Exhale completely.
Inhale through your nose, imagining a standing wave rising in your body.
Exhale through the nose, imagining light emanating from every pore of your skin.
If you are inclined, you can call on the spirit of the firefly and ask, “Be with me and help me to emanate light as naturally and effortlessly as you do.”
Continue for a few minutes.
Physical Movement:
Cobra
Lie face down, with your brow touching the floor in front of you.
Keep your buttocks firm and your feet close together.
Put your palms flat on the floor under your shoulders.
Inhale as you curl your upper body, slowly raising your brow, nose, chin, shoulders, and chest.
Your pelvis remains on the floor.
Relax your shoulders and arms. Breathe.
Slowly lower your body, waist, chest, chin, nose, brow.
Pause.
Repeat.
Reflection:
I hope you have time to listen to the song today. Surely, the words stand alone, however I really love the sound of the music. It creates such a sense of positive anticipation in me- of the sun rising- and of vines climbing up the walls- of hanging laundry and myriad other daily chores. And yet in those daily everyday things, there seems to be a hopeful expectancy…. Enough to get up and go see who is in the kitchen making breakfast.
Song: June Hymn by The Decemberists
Lyrics:
Here's a hymn to welcome in the day
Heralding a summer's early sway
And all the bulbs all coming in
To begin
The thrushes bleating battle with the wrens
Disrupts my reverie again
Pegging clothing on the line
Training jasmine how to vine
Up the arbor to your door
And more
You're standing on the landing with the war
You shouldered all the night before
And once upon it
The yellow bonnets
Garland all the lawn
And you were waking
And day was breaking
A panoply of song
And summer comes to Springville Hill
A barony of ivy in the trees
Expanding out its empire by degrees
And all the branches burst to bloom
In the boom
Heaven sent this cardinal maroon
To decorate our living room
And once upon it
The yellow bonnets
Garland all the lawn
And you were waking
And day was breaking
A panoply of song
And summer comes to Springville Hill
And years from now when this old light
Isn't ambling anymore
Will I bring myself to write
"I give my best to Springville Hill"
And once upon it
The yellow bonnets
Garland all the lawn
And you were waking
And day was breaking
A panoply of song
And summer comes to Springville Hill
Until Tomorrow- Peace
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