An Act of Gesture

As I wake up in the morning, I lit an incense making a slight turn to the north, east, south and west expressing my gratitude to start the day with and I meditate. Honoring the presence, I connect with the breath of life as it flow gracefully. Watching the movement of the sun rise, I adore the birds spreading their wings, flying so every smoothly. Allowing myself to indulge and witness the auspiciousness as it unfold. In return, as an act of gesture, I surrender to the moment of now held in love and the sacredness of my being.

I bow to you.