In retreat mode my words are going elsewhere now, but my eyes remember you, dear Reader. On my way to an early yoga class this grace appeared. Retreat offers time to consider the dawn–the glorious humility of daybreak.
It made me reflect on the common phrase “Ushering in a new dawn.” Do dawns need to be ushered? Aren’t all dawns by their very nature new anyway? It’s never the same old dawn, after all. Yet dawn itself is very old indeed–perhaps our oldest earthly truth.
Whatever the answers, I do want to say that your ongoing attentiveness has helped occasion a new dawn for me as thinker, writer and creator. It is my joy to share light with you; know you do the same for me.