Softly Inspired

Softly inspired: 

some mornings are more softly inspired than others, with words being slower on their arrival, a quiet minding lasting a little bit longer after sitting in meditation. There's no doubt that words will come to me, that writing will happen at a certain time, but for now it's meant for me to just sit and sip my coffee, listening as the world slowly cones alive with  first bird songs of the early morning and an occasional car sounding in a distance drive. This is part of writing, waiting, being patient for the arrival of words and not judging them by a standard of consideration. 

some mornings are more softly inspired than others...

and for this morning, 

it's what comes to me to write of.

what I find is that I'm always grateful for words, any topic is worthy for me to explore, finding a new angle to even familiar themes I've written of before. The soft inspiration of this morning urges me to write without any real concerned as to what words appear, or how they might later be received. It's enough to have this moment, magical in the way that all early hours are, and that these words seem whispered to me, lightly so, softly inspired to me ear. 

this is why I wake so early, for just these moments, no matter the importance of words or how greatly they inspire. Some mornings are meant for me to write slowly, with more time spent listening, allowing words to reach me in their own given time. 

and so softly inspired...

another sip of coffee, and I write these words.

~

Peace, Eric