January 04, 2007

morning.

It's raining out this morning...
I woke up to the sound of the drops hitting the side of the house and the windows. My orange cat walking back and forth across my sleepy body, trying to wake me up. He has food and I just cleaned the litter box last night, but he insists on waking me up at 6:30 every morning. I hear the dog stir in her box. Freshly groomed paws clang across the door, like a prisoner raking his empty cup across the bars of his cell... she is ready to get up for her morning sniff outside.
I finally roll out of bed, making sure I stretch out and in again before coming to my side and press my way up into the morning air.
I have finally gotten used to walking downstairs in the morning to the kitchen. Stairs are tricky when you are half asleep, and have a puppy weaving in and out of your feet.
reflections of me
A latte is made and the dog is chasing the cats around the house, much to their hidden amusement. Back up the stairs, shower, dress and kiss the man as I walk out the door... I have planned my entire outfit around the fact that today, I actually have a reason to wear my boots (which I was told the other day are known as "break-up boots" in Alaska because in the spring when things start to melt and "break-up" you have to wear these or else you will be soaking wet, I love it).
As I get out of the car at work, I am overwhelmed with the urge to STOMP through the puddles, just because I can. As I step into a puddle, I look up and smell the air full of rain and maybe a hint of sage, and listen... Only for a second, but it seems like an hour. It is one of those moments where I am/feel alive. That little flash where my mind is so clear, it is the same feeling I have when I am "in it" during yoga practice.

The grey sky is suddenly dotted with the v of geese... gossiping as they make their morning commute across town. Two sets of them fly over, I breath in their noise. I imagine that they love this weather and that they are giggling in enjoyment over it all.

good morning I say quietly to myself and I walk in the door of my office...

7 comments:

angela said...

what a wonderful morning, i hope the day is just as lovely as these words.

LeS said...

This is such a beautiful tribute.

You know I have been cajoling a friend who had a very, very tough year last year into the belief that at any moment, all you have to do is change your mind. Take the positive at each little fork in the road throughout every day (well, as much as possible). Eventually it will make all the difference. I guess I tell you this because you've captured that spirit perfectly here in your appreciation of the perfect little things that add up to life.

Now go stomp in some puddles - I'll join you :)

Barbara C. said...

And now, it is snowing, at least at my house!!! It's a very light snow and not sticking. Wonder what the rest of the day will bring!?
Barbara C.

Stacie said...

beeeutifully said! makes me feel all groggy and bedheaded too! great post!

Left-handed Trees... said...

Beautiful words to read, as I just did, sitting by a rainy window...
--D.--

JessaLu said...

Great post :o)

Ani said...

lovely, lovely...