Stay Awake

By Sunsue Fleming

Dreams are a magical time. They can be scary, confusing, sad. They can also be like dancing in heaven. The possibilities are unlimited. There is freedom in my dreams.

Sunrise is a magical time. The birds know it. They stretch their wings, sing songs, celebrate.

I was married at sunrise on Easter. I Am Blessed to have been at the ocean's edge for 30 years, to be present on Easter morning. It's ok if I don’t see the sun rise from the water. One of my favorite mornings was when it was so foggy we couldn’t see water's edge. But how spectacular it is when the sky is ablaze reflecting in the water. I show up to honor the new day. To sing praise to the life I have been given. Sometimes the moment is spectacular. The earth says wake up there is beauty even in the fog, there is beauty to be found.

Easter is special but every sunrise is special. It was special when I was a little girl in my backyard. I get to be reminded everyday at sunrise if I am awake and notice.

Sleep is always pulling me back. Sleep rocks me like a baby and lets me fly. But at sunrise I am reminded not to go back to sleep

I am needed here

I am blessed to be here

I am reminded at sunrise to stay awake

Don’t go back to Sleep by Rumi

The breezes at dawn have secrets to tell you

Don't go back to sleep!

You must ask for what you really want.

Don't go back to sleep!

People are going back and forth

across the doorsill where the two worlds touch,

The door is round and open

Don't go back to sleep!