New Day

Waking up to a brand-new feeling of enthusiasm.

I’m so close to this moment that I can describe it.

Noticing the peace of allowing.

Allowing the light to creep through the curtains of my minds despair.

Like the breaking dawn.

No need to force it.

The sun will rise without my willing it to emerge faster.

The warmth will come to me as I allow the darkness to be illuminated by the light.

Fragile hope… giving way, making the way, for the robustness of desire.

In despair I found the shadow of my hopefulness,

The signpost to clarity.

At first the path seemed blurred, ephemeral, confusing, and obscure.

Like that trick of trying to see a star and when you look right at it you can’t see it.

But relax your eyes around the area of the star you seek ~ and there it is.

A glimpse of the dream.

All too easy to strain, to try harder to see,

To want more of the desire to come into manifested focus.

Today I am satisfied with the glimpse.

The warmth, the potential, the seed unfurling its new root.

The seed has yet to break the soil, and I am not privy to the knowledge of when it will come into the light and the nourishment of the sun.

But I know, because I feel the hope in this day, in this moment,

that the unseen forces have heard my prayer and that the unfolding has begun.