the invocation of a beginning.

I am not an early morning person, but there is something magical about the space between night and dawn. 

The other day I had a coaching session early in the morning. I left the apartment when the sky was just beginning to show her colors for the day and I found myself rolling down the car window so I could hang my iPhone outside to snap a picture. I immediately sent the picture to some of my people.

“Here you go, ladies.” 

I wasn’t the only one taken with the sky. There were others who would post their own version of the same view. Some caught it earlier, before the light made a show. Some caught it later, when the crisp blue sky took over the scene, the clouds a trail of white and gold in the background. 

It was the clouds that got me. When I first saw them, their underbellies were layered with pink and gold and a violet so deep my eyes couldn't pull away from the beauty. All I could think about was it's a new day — it's a new day.   

Coincidentally, it was also a new month

Ray Bradbury says that October is its own country. I feel this statement on a molecular level. October is my restart. It’s the time of year where I can breathe, where the heat of summer begins to break with the smell of fall. 

It’s where morning light doesn’t feel so foreign. 

Maybe it’s because that magic space between night and dawn feels a little longer. The winter months nip at the heels of time and demand preparation. 

Root down, they say. Take up room. 

I stretch into my full being during these months and it’s October that ushers me into the new season. 

You made it, she says. Breathe deep. Close your eyes. Remember the rhythm in your soul. 

Outside my window, the sun pushes her way through the clouds. I’m awake before the light takes over again, and this morning it’s about the way the gold seeps through and threatens the rain. It won’t push it away completely. There will be some rain that falls. But it’s quick and light — an invocation.

Sunshine rain, a friend called it a few months ago. 

Whatever it is, I know it’s a blessing. I smile and breathe in the new beginning. 

Posted on October 4, 2016 and filed under The Memoirs.