What gets you up in the morning? Is it the sunrise? Perhaps it’s the smell of coffee brewing. It may be the kids, a dog/cat, or even a simple alarm clock. Each day something gets us up and going to begin a day with some events planned and some unplanned.
Getting up just the start of becoming awake. I know I can get up in the morning in a stupor and it takes a while to come to my senses. I’m talking about my physical body, because my emotional self and my spiritual self are still in a state of limbo. I know I am awakened differently depending on the day and my life experiences.
When I walk Siba (my eight month old Bernedoodle) I am awakened by the sounds of the geese that hang out by the reservoir. I am in step with her as I hear her nails cross the pavement. I’m awakened by the wind as it rushes around me. I feel a sense of calm and peace while on my adventure. I believe it’s the same for Siba because while walking about the reservoir she’s calmer and more in tune with my steps.
My conscience has been awakened since the inauguration of 45. I’ve found my sense of indignation is alive. My disgust has risen to new heights. It’s not just me, all you have to do is read the headlines, including those about how 45’s party are starting to stand up for what they know is right (like requesting Puzder’s nomination be withdrawn).
I’ve been watching a lot of documentaries over the past two weeks. Documentaries are important because they shine a light on aspects of life I wouldn’t have a chance to see. It spotlights the good, the bad, and the ugly. It’s like a Dickens’ novel, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.”
I know that we’re all individuals and each of us has that catalyst that awakens our soul. Meditating allows me to become aware of what awakens me. It provides me with an internal alarm clock that requires that I get up and do something. We’re in some troubling times, but knowing what gets you awake is a start.
If we all become more awake I believe we’ll achieve great things together.
Man of the Cloth 