“Where the Day Begins”
- Jenny Pearl
- Nov 3
- 1 min read
On the edge of morning,
light tiptoes across the floor.
An invitation, a golden hush
that whispers, “Begin again.”
Yesterday’s worries melt like dew.
Possibility stirs, stretching its arms wide.
Like a garden touched by morning’s light,
each hope a seed, each breath
a gentle strain toward the future.
Grow today.
Be patient with yourself.
Allow your growth to be authentic,
like unfolding flower petals
under the new day’s healing sunray.
Deliberate and true.
✨ Reflection: The Art of a Fresh Start
Every morning is a blank canvas.
No matter what happened before,
the sun rises just for you, every morning new.
You open your eyes to life, to remind you that renewal is built into the universe.
What is one small, kind thing you can do for yourself today?
How can you make space for beauty, play, or a gentle pause?
Let yourself try, and let it be enough.
🎵 Song Suggestion:
Sleeping At Last — “Sun” is a song of optimism and gentle wonder, perfect for welcoming new beginnings.
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