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AURORA by Anita Neilson

I love getting up early before others in the house are awake...
I can sit quietly with a cup of tea and experience the natural world waking up: the sky changing color and the birds calling to each other to signal the dawn.  It’s one of those cherished times of wonder in life.  
Aurora is the Goddess of Dawn in Roman mythology. She is said to fly across the sky each morning in her chariot, to announce the arrival of the sun, wearing a purple cloak which trails in her wake. Perhaps this is why the Aurora Borealis and Australis were so named, since their light-shows in the sky look like colorful, billowing cloaks. 
Legend and myth aside, we are so blessed to have this environment, tailor-made for us in every way, not by coincidence or happy accident. Many of us—especially those who are hyper sensitive—can become depressed by the many acts of evil or ‘natural’ disasters which occur on Earth, but let’s stop from time to time each and every day to appreciate the beauty of this world. And as we take in her life-giving air, think about how we can give back to Mother Earth.

Aurora
by Anita Neilson

The air is so still
Life seems held in stasis
In hushed anticipation of the day to come.
A soft pink streak hugs the horizon
One final embrace of the dawn
Before the moon hands the reins to the sun.
A few tentative birdcalls span the divide
Melting away in the day’s mellow hues.
I take in a lungful of this life-giving breath
Charging my cells for another day on Earth.
Thank you Divine Mother for the gifts you bestow
Not least among them, the glorious dawn.

Photograph by Mathias Rehberg


Anita Neilson is a Writer, Spiritual Poet and Blogger. A graduate in languages, she travelled, lived and worked in Europe before a career in teaching in Scotland.  She has M.E. and Fibromyalgia and is now a self-employed writer.  She lives in Ayrshire, in the west of Scotland, with her husband and two dogs. For more information, visit her blog ‘Healing Words’: Facebook Page; and FB Closed Group ‘Acts of Kindness from your Armchair’. Her debut book, "Acts of Kindness from your Armchair", will be published in 2017 by Ayni Books. 



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