A random babbling on creative spirits-

Random babbling on the creative spirit~painting, sewing, baking, boys, an irresistable God and the next 200 feet~

Thursday, August 30, 2012

just like a dog

this morning I walked before the sunrise.
I used to do this a lot, beginning just as the birds began to chirp.
But as of late I"ve been more inclined to lace up the sneakers just after sunrise.

The fog sat over fields.
The light was just a touch of paint in the sky.
And each breath I felt myself lifting higher.

Anne Lamott  in her book Traveling Mercies speaks of a neighbor diagnosed with a terminal brain tumor who is often seen driving slowly down the street with his window down, leaning out just enough to feel the air; with a delighted smile emblazoned on his face; enamored with the sheer delight of living.

I get that.
I got that. This morning.
I want to hang my head out the car window and feel the bright air lap at my dangling tongue.
The full dose of blessed, awe-inspiring living.

Just like a dog.
I love this living~
in love. trish

1 comment:

  1. Lovely post to start my day. I also enjoyed The Art of Thinking Brilliantly. Thanks for sharing.