I got up early this morning to go upstairs to water my neighbor’s plants. She has a geranium on the porch, and as I finished watering it, I turned east. The sky there was alive with brilliant pinks, golds, salmon hues, and whites from the rising sun. Singularly awesome and beautiful. I don’t always say Resh, but I did this morning:
Hail unto thee who art Ra in thy rising,
even unto thee who art Ra in thy strength,
who travelest across the heavens in thy bark
at the up-rising hour of the Sun.
Tahuti standeth in his splendor at the prow,
and Ra-Hoor abideth at the helm:
Hail unto thee from the abodes of night.
Then I went downstairs and did tai chi. The work was at a good speed, with appropriate breathwork and not a lot of difficulty. I sweated, which doesn’t always happen; but that means I successfully raised some energy. A successful beginning to the day.
