I love that quiet space as my senses awaken and I begin to hear the birds soft call. Turning my attention to their song to receive the beauty and, at the same time, touching that peaceful waking sense. Drawing nourishment from the ‘no mind’ state of sleeping, of embodied innocence and freedom from worries… a sweet time to practice mindfulness of body and breath. Of self compassion. Mindful presence to begin the journey of yet another precious day I get to live. Some days it is more fleeting than others as the ‘to do’ list starts to formulate!