morning

the day opens.  
you are different than yesterday, but you may not even know it.

some differences you can name, like the naming of the new person you met yesterday.  the new thing you learned about building or nature or art, all more glimpses of the world around you.

some changes you cannot see, name or know,
they are tiny ridges in the grey matter of your brain, or new pathways taking shape for new thought patterns and habits just being born.  did you share a little more of yourself, and how did that feel?

these are changes in the tree rings of your heart but working from the outside in, closer and closer towards the pulsing center of who you will become, who you've been since the beginning but haven't met yet.

that center is being uncovered and revealed, like a sculptor carving away the extra clay that has no place in your life, moving you towards truth and wonder and joy.

and, if you're open to it, by dusk today, you will only be closer🖤.