As I begin my day with prayer, mediation, and a cup of coffee…
the sun is coming up over the horizon.
I am taken into another moment of triumph.
The day dawns.
All that happened yesterday is past.
What is before me is the moment.
As I bring pen to paper to write.
I am brought into the sacredness of my soul.
I know of the passion to express the longing within me.
And as I stretch in the morning light in yoga, I breathe into the aches and tension…
remembering to bless the movement as I bow in gratitude.
My triumph is knowing that I am alive.
I have not always felt such rich passion for waking up.
Many mornings I have found the pillow covered over my head.
I have fumbled with my desire to write and get my words beyond the pages of my journals.
To know that I am here with you amidst these words.
Words that I have yearned to write.
Words that may be speaking to a hidden part of yourself that is seeking your own triumph.
I am filled with such joy. It is indeed a blessing to be in the intimate space of your life.
Where awareness meets your heart and the space comes alive within.
©2014 Te’ Werner
Excerpted from “Another Moment of Triumph” From the upcoming book: HIGH FIVE TO TRIUMPH
Photo ©Alan Kowalski: Goddess Te’: Big Salmon, “River of No Return,” Riggins, ID