Given this I was already irritated with myself and even more so after this morning when even Bogeysattvah tried to awaken me.
Finally at 7, I drug myself to my chair on the deck only to find the birds had left their business on three chairs.
Upon closer look, I found their remnants even more weird. It appeared they had tracked bird poop with their little bird feet on three chairs. It looked like bird finger painting until it dawned on me. The chairs were sprinkled in privet blossoms, blossoms that looked like stars.
I may have missed the morning stars but I was getting to sit in the stars. Joy and wonder immediately replaced my funk.
Here on Earth we are always sitting in the stars, held in a universal sea of stars immersed in their energy.
By 7:15 I had experienced such grace. In my unconsciousness all week, I had forgotten to look up yet thanks to the breeze and the blossoms, I looked down and discovered the energy of the stars still dancing with me.
That wakes me up!
-Dawn! The Good News Muse 26 April 2012