Slice of Time and Space

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The sun paints a golden light. A dull pink, orange red sky begins to appear. Gentle winds begin to move clouds overhead. Dawn, the day is beginning.

Yellow tiny finches dart back and forth from the bird bath to the bird feeder, chasing each other, swooping and darting. A young eagle was learning to fly this morning. Mama screeches, “It is ok, you are fine, I am here.” Baby screeches back, “But I am afraid.” What a racket. Eventually the young eagle spread her wings and flew.

A new day begins. There are new things to do, and to create and to experience rebirth. Each day that we have is but a slice in time and space that we can experience. Each slice needs to be totally experienced and enjoyed. One step at a time.