St. Fagans, Wales

By Nick Russill

An early alarm abruptly wakes me, because I have a meeting. My hurried commute is by bike. Just 10 invigorating minutes from my warm bed.
It’s just me at this meeting. (Me, the cacophonous birdsong and wind in the trees whispering shhhh back at them…)
I’m sitting at the edge of the forest. Here’s where my day starts.
My meeting’s with the rising sun. And the low shadows it casts at the foot of tall, citrus-scented pines.
Now, in a moment of calm, I can be present with myself and my environment.
I walk curiously into the woods, always rewarded by surprises.
Here I set good intentions for a great day!

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