Sunday mornings are among my favorite moments of the week.  Over the years I've learned not to schedule any plans for Sunday mornings.  Because nothing is on the schedule, there is no schedule to observe and the time of a Sunday morning becomes timeless.  In it's own time I make a breakfast that is more substantial than my normal bowl of cereal.  Also I listen to classical music.  The radio station that is my favorite has a nice program on Sunday morning; and, because the station is on the west coast, my early morning is still night for them when I start listening.  The programs "Music 'til Dawn" and "Joyful Noise" are the perfect compliment to the morning...a background to the moment.

...And, as I sip coffee from my generous coffee mug...I gaze out the window and let my mind wander at will.  Sometimes I think of time, moment and people of the past.  Sometimes I dwell in the moment.  Sometimes there are no thoughts at all...I am just being.

​May you have a wonderful Sunday morning.

Yesterday I got word that a cousin had died.  She was a cousin through marriage.  What I remember is that as a kid I thought the world of her and her husband (who was a first cousin).  In fact they and their children were close to my whole family.  Then the a month turned into a year and the years turned into many years.  And all of these years are now empty wishes that I would have kept in touch with her.  Godspeed Arlene, I will miss you.

"Death is not extinguishing the light;
it is only putting out
the lamp because the dawn has come."
~ Rabindranath Tagore