The Good Day

“Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.” Leonora Carrington, who, was an artist, surrealist painter, and novelist. (

I am an early riser. The time I awaken varies between five and six a.m. There is a quiet that calms my soul. The light moves, but, ever so gently.

I get up slowly. As my senses gradually engage, I read the early news of the day, not those things that provoke, but, those things that adjust me to the gift of yet another quiet morning.

May God give you a day that tilts towards the gentle, drifting away from the clamor of conflict.