I never cease to find myself utterly amazed by this world in which we live, by its beauty, its enormity, its endlessness. We people, live upon this earth that is itself a living, breathing creature, that sustains all of human life upon its very surface and is forever moving and changing beneath our feet. We are each but merely a minute speck in this infinite universe, yet in that same infinite context so to then is the earth or the sun we perceive to be sitting in our sky, that in its partnership with our planet aids the existence of life. For more evenings than I can remember I have found a magic in watching the sun set at the end of each day. It is however, the intriguing relationship that the sun has with the clouds that most fascinates me. But recently, I decided after a marvelous early morning experience to make a permanent adjustment to my body clock so that I could also daily be witness to the first rays of morning sun; those first offerings of light to a fresh new day, with an innocence that is untouchable.
The interesting thing about a sunrise, and a sunset too for that matter, is that the sun neither rises nor does it fall. What we are witness to is simply our point of perspective. In fact every moment that the sun and earth move in their eloquent cycles as they do, the sun is constantly 'rising' or 'setting' for somebody in some place or another on this earth. The sun provides us with the light that we need to be able to see, well, to see anything at all. What use would it be having eyes if there was nothing to see? The sun that quietly burns 150 million kilometers away and the light it shines leaves a constant steam of beauty across our planet, a trail of sunrises and sunsets that illuminate the horizon ablaze with life as the sun dances with the clouds so charmingly.
On the days when you wake to cold grey clouds, the sun still shines above them.
Even when we sleep in darkness the sun still burns away; night is but a shadow that the earth casts upon itself when it rolls over to get a little colour on its back.
The sun brings colour to our world, even if some days those colours are all just different shades of grey. I've been teaching my boy that the words good and bad are not words we should use to describe a days weather. We seem to have grown up learning how to let the whether dictate our feelings, although, we have no control over the weather, but we certainly do have the potential to control our own emotions. Just because some days the sun can't shine freely into our individual lives due to a covering of clouds doesn't mean that "its not a very nice day today". When we learn to enjoy every day simply because we get to live it, then a cold, wet, or cloudy day simply offers different opportunities to find beauty in life. The sun never stops pouring light out everywhere it goes, when days feel dark and cold, don't forget there is still always light behind the clouds.