So Much Bigger Than Me

 

On mornings like this I pretend my face is a solar panel for my soul.

The shorter days are coming.  Less light, less sky, less of being outside.

So right now I am here drinking it in, letting all of it in that I can -- for later.

Don't forget the way it makes you catch your breath, I instruct myself.  Remember the astonishment, the awe, the way it's all so much bigger than yourself.  Store up the wonder, the silence, the stillness.  

Be right-sized.  

Be empowered.  

Be hope-filled.

Tomorrow is closing day.

Appropriately, this is also Thanksgiving Weekend.

So.  Impossibly.  Grateful.