I love mornings like this. The ones where the moon is hanging delicately in the west yet the sun in starting to show it’s place in the East. The ones that remind me how fleeting the moments we have are. How what was and what will be can exist in perfect balance. That even with both showing, their existence is temporary.
So many times I think we can get stuck in our beliefs we created in the past that hinder us from feeling anything but worry or uncertainty about what is yet to come…