It is half day and half night. Depending on the direction you are traveling, you are either chasing the rising of the sun or grasping the darkness and the moon. You can either go after the new horizon or hold on to what was, even if it was just seconds prior.
I don’t know what God is preparing me for. My sleep pattern has totally changed. The amount of sleep I previously required has been drastically shortened. I don’t tire easily. My body is changing. My mind is changing. Instead of focusing on the end result, I am focused on the changing. I don’t know where this change is leading, but I believe that it is leading somewhere.
I am at a point where I can choose between what was, even though it was and still is beautiful, it is dark and mysterious. I can choose it, though it won’t be around much longer. I can reach for the stars, but the day is coming. Whether I am ready for it or not, it is coming. And I don’t want to be gazing at the moon when the sun comes, no. I want to be ready for whatever the day brings me. I don’t know what it is, but I know it will be light. I know it will be clear and I will be there to experience it.
This is special time of day that I have experienced for the first time in a long time, where the moon and the sunrise are simultaneous. It is a beginning and an ending all at once. It is the birth and death and both are stunning. The sky in between both occurrences dances with color. The world is busy with change and we are here to experience it whether we choose to participate or not is up to us. Whether we choose to do something different with these moments, this right now is our choice. But change is happening. God is telling us with every move and every sign in nature that change is the only constant.
I work today to be pliable not just with my body, but in my mind, my actions and my spirit. I am open to the ruggedness and the sweetness of movement and the fluidity of life.
