I’ve been waking up in the dark stillness of early morning these past few weeks to the most beautiful sound of a lone robin singing her song.
It echoes in surround sound throughout the valley where I live, and her joyful vibrations stream in through the open bedroom window.
Little does she know that I am laying in bed waking up with a smile on my face because of her that could melt a meteorite, but which, in fact, does something else instead.
It changes the world.
That lone robin’s most natural state of joy has caused me to add my joy to the mix of all consciousness, and now that mix will be altered forevermore.
In truth, she is my song of love, and in our unified joy we are praising existence, the web of life to which we are all connected and have the power to affect.
Such is the beauty and mystery of the moment.
There is so much grace available to us when our hearts feel spacious and quiet, and it can be the simplest of moments that humble us and fill us up if we are still and silent enough inside to notice.