The combination of your poem and the image—just exquisite! I, too, have the luxury, more often than not, of waking without the intrusion of an alarm. But if I'm sleeping too long, I awake to the gentle tap, tap from the paw of my sweet little cat!
Oh, this is heavenly, Cathy! As is the timbre of your voice...it truly adds to the ethereal, dream-like quality of your poem. I loved it. May we all give ourselves the gift of a slow rise in the morning and, as you so beautifully put it, "let the day wake me."
This is beautiful, Cathy. You captured that liminal, glimmering space between sleep and waking with such grace. It is a rare luxury to rise by instinct, not interruption. Thank you for this reminder to honour the slow.
I love this! Thank you for sharing "Slow Waking" and reminding me of the beauty of letting my inner self be a gentler, richer way to wake than any alarm. Blessings!
Wonderful images. Especially waking up from the Pond of Sleep or the Open Ocean of Sleep from the very observable twilight in between sleep and wakefulness like a tiny glimpse of the soul. It's all there so simply expressed. And reading it Easter morning it is very uplifting and encouraging like the promise of a new day! Factually and metaphorically. Thanks so much for this gem!
What a beautiful way to start my early morning! The images and symbols are exquisitely captured, some deep, some fleeting. And while I lack the talent for writing poetry, at the end, I thought, "Yes, that's exactly what it feels like." Thank you!
The combination of your poem and the image—just exquisite! I, too, have the luxury, more often than not, of waking without the intrusion of an alarm. But if I'm sleeping too long, I awake to the gentle tap, tap from the paw of my sweet little cat!
Now that’s an alarm I can get behind. It’s funny, you are not the first to tell me their alarm comes via kitty paw.
Oh, this is heavenly, Cathy! As is the timbre of your voice...it truly adds to the ethereal, dream-like quality of your poem. I loved it. May we all give ourselves the gift of a slow rise in the morning and, as you so beautifully put it, "let the day wake me."
Thank you so much, Marisa. And thank you for restacking it.
I loved these lines Cathy! 😭
"I overhear myself whispering,
in a language I should remember"
Thank you, Jamal. A huge compliment coming from you. I enjoy your work very much.
Wow, Cathy!
Beautiful!
Thank you, Lucy!
This is beautiful, Cathy. You captured that liminal, glimmering space between sleep and waking with such grace. It is a rare luxury to rise by instinct, not interruption. Thank you for this reminder to honour the slow.
Thank you, Lou. Ah, "rise by instinct," such a great way to describe it.
I love this! Thank you for sharing "Slow Waking" and reminding me of the beauty of letting my inner self be a gentler, richer way to wake than any alarm. Blessings!
Thank you, Susan for taking the time to let me know.❤️
Beautiful piece Cathy. Nothing better than a soft, gentle awakening….Now if only I could get Genny to cooperate.
Ha,ha. I guess Genny has her own ideas of how you should greet the day.❤️
Wonderful images. Especially waking up from the Pond of Sleep or the Open Ocean of Sleep from the very observable twilight in between sleep and wakefulness like a tiny glimpse of the soul. It's all there so simply expressed. And reading it Easter morning it is very uplifting and encouraging like the promise of a new day! Factually and metaphorically. Thanks so much for this gem!
Thank you for your kind words, Larry.
Beautiful poem and reading, Cathy. Thank you.
Thank you, Robin.
Lovely. Thank you.
What a beautiful way to start my early morning! The images and symbols are exquisitely captured, some deep, some fleeting. And while I lack the talent for writing poetry, at the end, I thought, "Yes, that's exactly what it feels like." Thank you!
Thanks for the gentle nudge, Gina.