This morning Spirit wasn’t subtle.
It wasn’t a gentle nudge — it was a clear push out of bed.
That unmistakable you’re not going back to sleep feeling.
Get up.
Go.
Watch the sunrise.
Go there.
So I did.
And what waited there was more than a view.
It was nourishment.
Light breaking across the sky.
The world open.
The rivers and falls
on natures pilgrimage.
Birds greeting the sun.
The full moon
still claiming its right in the sky.
That feeling of being met — not rushed, not asking for anything, just present.
It reminded me of something simple but easy to forget:
when we actually listen and respond, life often answers back.
Not always with instructions.
Not always with clarity.
But with beauty.
With presence.
With moments that fill us in ways nothing else can.
Sometimes guidance isn’t a whisper.
Sometimes it’s a firm now.
And the practice is trusting it enough to show up.
Watch the footage with the sound 🆙
I’d love to know — have you had moments where Spirit has been that clear with you?