Morning

As I sat down at my desk in my office this morning, I smiled at the half moon hanging in the western sky, stubbornly holding on as the first colors of sunrise began to light the eastern sky.

I'm feeling oddly reflective again this morning.  Not so unusual for me, I suppose, though it hasn't been the case in a few weeks.  At least not like this.  Slightly melancholy, and like I'm being pulled deep within myself, a shift in focus and attention perhaps.

So I'm quietly listening and waiting.  Thinking, pondering and praying.

New seasons indeed.