Morning Arrived After the Stories

Someone said he died many deaths — I thought and concluded we only die once yet live many lives

Generations before told stories by the night fires, while the food cooked, or in a small cave or dwelling about their lived experiences, that spread the energy, and knowing, they collected while living. Life revolved around these stories, living them, or telling, and listening. Action in life started at the crack of dawn, which created more stories.

Life has brought the morning at sunrise waking me and nature in my world all the days in my life till today. An elder once told me, “Watch the leaves at Sunrise,” I did, and they fluttered a little. It was a rebirth for the entire environment

including me. It was a new life after the one that ended with the stories, and snoring in the night. There were new ones created and told every living day on earth.

Birds, animals, reptiles, and insects wake up with the energy of the sun. Humans also. Yet being creatures with volition in choice humans, sometimes work differently by choice from practice.

Every morning brings energies of the past which is what our soul is, responding to life’s new environment as it changes with the moment.

Like the environment, we also change a little, which makes our responses new which changes the resultant or outcome. Our results become a part of the environment changing our behaviors to live in a changed environment. Stories told in the far past were all about the lived experience of the generations before.

Thank you, dear reader, and thanks to Denise Larkin for bringing it to you.