Kiss, Kiss, Kiss

I got to watch the sunrise this morning. Or rather, I watched the beautiful work of Aan (Sun) unfold. First the earliest rays of light kissed the top of a tree-covered mountain range I see out my window–kissing the tip top of the highest peak.

It reminds me of when we humans kiss the top of a dear child’s head. I remember doing so years ago, sitting on my parents’ old red living room carpet, keeping close watch over nephews or niece playing with favored toys. In that sphere, love, curiosity, kindness, and acceptance defined our total existence. I wonder if sun and mountain feel the same?

Now, a few minutes later in the morning, sun bathes more of the land in crisp, clear, golden light. Winter sun on a clear, cold day is magical. Sun illuminates more hills, and trees are dazzling. Nearby Papsh (Fir tree) shows an endless variety of shades of green, each branch lighter or darker depending on sun and shadow. Niní’s (Aspen tree’s) bark almost sparkles with delight in greeting Morning Sun, the bright white of Niní’s bark so intense I almost need to squint.

“Kiss, kiss, kiss,” I think I can hear Sun blessing each tree, hill, and rock.

I feel certain they’re wishing us a day full of love, kindness, and acceptance.

Michelle’s latest book, Fox Doesn’t Wear a Watch: Lessons from Mother Nature’s Classroom, is scheduled to be published in March 2021 and is now available for preorder. More info is here.