Watching The Sunrise As Mindful Meditation
It’s a pensive kind of day. Waking up at 5:30, I get to see the sunrise unlike during the summer when the sun was up long before I got up. I sit still on the sofa in a house that has cooled off with the drop in night-time temperatures, with a cup of coffee in my hands and look out the window at the distant hills. I watch as the darkness begins to gently fade telling me that the sun is approaching the horizon. Then, a faint tinge of gold begins to appear as reflections on leaves and windows of neighboring houses and gardens. I sit in silence, with thoughts stilled, simply being present, breathing without thoughts of breathing.