Stumbling out of the door marked "Entrance" I am feeling pretty good for someone who left the island three different times yesterday.
I normally don't leave the island that many times in a week! But I did and each time was wonderfully pleasant as I sailed across the causeway through the marsh with the sun sprinkling diamonds on the high tide.
Once I passed the gantlet of people running for elected office ... with their magazine smiles and waving like crazy at people they don't recognize ... I am in the beauty of the marsh. The windows are rolled down and I suck in the pungent aroma of sex in the tropics which is what the marsh smells like.
Then last night when the politicians were covered in the darkness, the moon shown on the tides of the marsh as I made my way home. The radio was full of silly love songs which complemented my own feelings so I smiled and sang along. At home I found myself falling asleep even though I didn't really want to but in no time at all I was gone.
Waking especially early, I ran through the shower and made my way to the Breakfast Club. Lots of thoughts are on my mind and I want to get it done. There was a Board meeting yesterday of the Street Medicine Institute and my list of things to do got longer and I am determined to get it all done before the weekend which I just want to enjoy.
But at the Club it was just them and me. So I lingered and we laughed and hugged and these people who are not related but are just as much my family as the DNA connected people in my life ... celebrate the birth of a new day together.
Then it was time to get busy so I told the kids bye and walked outside only to stop dead in my tracks.
The sun was just bubbling out of the ocean ... large and orange with no clouds to cover it. There is no breeze for the first time in days. The world is still. I stand at attention witnessing God's creation of ... today.
Morning prayers came quickly though without words.
"Thank you for getting me this far. Thank you for the things I've done. Thank you for letting me survive the horrible things that have happened when people I loved with everything inside of me screwed me royally. Thank you for letting me not hate them too much. Thank you that incredible collection of friends who start every day with me. Thank you most of all for the love in my life ... and thank you so much for tapping me on the shoulder just now with this sunrise and making me stop ... to say thanks."
Standing in the middle of 15th Street, the sun tops the cross walk and Dedra walks outside and stops beside me.
"What are you looking at?" she ask.
"The sunrise," I say never taking my eyes off of it.
"Oh," she says in prayerful emotion. Her words were taken away too.
A white truck pulls to a stop and when the door opens the sunrise is blocked. Three tied looking man crawl out and I wish them a good morning; they do not respond as they merely stare at me with empty eyes as though in shock.
I smile.
Dedra has forgotten her phone and her glasses and the sun be damned ... the world is coming to an end. She jumps in her car and takes off so that they world might be saved.
I stand there as the orange turns to yellow and the deep blue sky turns baby blue.
"Hey God," I say out loud. "Seriously. Thank you."
"Here Comes the Sun", I sing one of the Hymns of my life as I drive home so Goddess can experience it too.
