Living Sanctuary, Weekly Practices 54, The Dawn

Wendy Robertson Fyfe

A February day dawns from my window. Often l’ll be up, out and down to East Beach to be present to the lingering sun rise. It can take an hour or more for the sun rise and set to arrive or leave here where l live. We remember being nearer the Equator or in the Southern Hemisphere where they are so much quicker, though stunning in different ways. Such is…