sunrise reflection

Last Updated on October 4, 2025

Today I woke up in time to go for a hike with my tea & catch the sunrise. It was chilly. The grass was a bit heavy with dew. The air smelled incredible, I want to try describing it.

The scent felt like the earth’s effort to hydrate herself made her perspire. It’s the clean sweat smell, like when you work out after a shower and sweat, but don’t stink. Except it smells like earth, not human. It was sexy now that I think about it.

I made it to my spot just before sunrise. I felt a deep appreciation for the Boundary sign. I took it as a reminder to remember & create my own boundaries rather than trying to recognize the “boundary” that the State Park Sign was communicating.

That strikes me as something you might read on Marin Lately. ‘Marin Woman learns about her boundaries from State Park sign while trespassing… ”It was a really powerful process. And also, Mt Tam looks so cute today.” ‘

I love the character of myself. I love remembering that “Abby” is funny & loves to laugh. It’s so healing when I can remember to laugh at myself & try to resist taking everything so seriously.

I watched the sun rise & felt the impact of the rays warming my skin, finding my face, dancing on my eyelashes.

If you can see the sun or the moon across water, the light always points directly to you, lighting your path.

I also noticed that the sunrise looked like a cross. I wish that symbol didn’t feel so evil-sketchy-cringe with all that humans have done in the name of a cross. I imagine those who can still see it as a sign of their relationship with the divine, like I am experiencing the sunrise over the water.

I shed a few tears at the beauty, the smells, the sounds & the way it’s always there, mostly the same, always transformative & available for me to find my own shift in perspective. Endless & generous, what a gift to feel loved by nature, it never fails.

As I approached the eucalyptus grove on the way back, two owls flew from their perch to a different perch. I watched for a while. I thought of my friend Diana. I see her in owls now. I shed a few more tears for the wisdom we can receive from those who pass away before us.

Thank you & have a good morning.


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