It is so still outside this morning. It is almost 7 a.m. and the dawn has not yet come. We are moving towards the longest night and there are drifts of snow that are beyond my hips. There are tunnel like walkways from the doors, to the garage, to the outside world. The sky is dawn blue, the light is beginning to break at the horizon. I can see pink almost orange color beginning to move up into the sky. Each moment there is a change, a difference to be noticed. It is so still. Even the dogs as they look outside are quiet, almost in meditation. The silhouettes of the trees, remain like black cut outs pasted in front of the sky. The do not move.
Breathe in the stillness. Breathe in the light. Breathe within the darkness. Breathe.
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