GOOD! MORNING

“Good morning, Mary Sunshine. Why did you wake so soon?  You scared away the birds and bees. You scared away the moon. ” That would be my dad singing to me and my two sisters, hunkered down under blankets making no movements to depart.   I was cold and miserable. It was dark and too early for me to smile or appreciate his loving ditties (there were others). Bless his heart. I would never be a ‘morning person’. But I was obedient. Dragging myself into our warm  bathroom (gas heater built into the wall – Woo Hoo!) and taking my turn with 3 other siblings all I wanted was silence. Lots and lots of silence. Nobody TALK. Please. It hurts my ears…  And usually nobody did. We got down to the business of getting everybody out the door.

I was the Chatty Cathy of the kids. Any other time of day you couldn’t shut me up. Wee hours of the morning were queasy tummy time. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t talk. Yuk. Just get me through it. It wasn’t  just my lack of enthusiasm for school days I was equally ready to throw up before dawn on summer days that promised freedom and all kinds of fun.

The older I got the worse my affliction and the more I slept in. Weekends in middle school till 9am. High school 10 am and later and later. By my college days I was a serious sleepy head. Sleep became my drug…

It wasn’t a real problem until I found myself with child at the tender age of 32. Yes 32. I panicked. How was I going to get up in the dark with an infant?! Maybe even toddlers still favor those ugly hours to arise. I didn’t know? How awful was it going to be?   5:30am might as well have been 2am. No different to me.  Three kids into it I was walking into walls in the middle of the night and crying when I  went to bed already anticipating the few winks I would get before the ‘cry’ to duty. It was tough and I got through it. My mom would simply say “Judy, this too shall pass”. Yeah, like the Ice Age… Eons

Then came my children’s early morns.   I won’t name names but she loved 6am as much as I did.  The boys needed no alarm.  Cartoons awaited and they LIKED to eat cereal or even EGGS!

We all know the truth. There are only two kinds of humans. Those who are chipper and cheery at the first hint of sunshine.  And all the rest of US!!!!

Something is happening. I’m getting old… Older?  Anyway, I can handle it now. IF the occasion demands I can Rise and Shine with the best of them (actually, Rise and Shine was another of my dad’s pleasant hold overs from his army days. Didn’t work on me…). Those awful headaches and roiling stomach don’t  happen anymore. I can manage a lift at the corners of my mouth (smile? Maybe). And much to my husband’s chagrin – I CAN TALK.

What I know now is that I can wake up and function fairly well in the dark hours of what many call ‘morning’.  I still maintain it is not normal. Anyway, the better find is that I have discovered that if I do the right thing CLOSE MY EYES AND GO BACK TO SLEEP great things happen. After that second round of shut eye and BEFORE I open my eyes I partake of a delicious state of consciousness or awareness.  All my best work is done under the influence. I can float back into the past and re experience it like the original complete with smells and touch. So divine. I can go into the future and have the sweetest ‘daydreams’. No limits .  I indulge.  I have dreamed awake during these hours so many dreams that have already come true.  It’s also the time that I let go and let answers come to me.  Thoughts surface and with no effort at all I discover depths of my psyche that turn the key and take me to the next level of happiness.

I may never be a real true Morning Gal but I certainly have discovered how to enjoy a Good! Morning…😍