Those first rays of a summer sun

It had been a long cold winter. Even when the sun was out, it felt more like a tease than the real deal. And then, finally, the temperatures broke 50 degrees (Fahrenheit.) Sitting on the deck, facing the afternoon sun, the rays caressing my face, my skin, I inhaled the moment. This will not last. Soon such days will be commonplace, followed by temperatures too high to enjoy without risking overexposure. But this moment, because of the long winter that preceded it, was special. Like that first breath of fresh air a prisoner may take after being released from long confinement, like the cry of a newborn after years of infertility (and before the start of long sleepless nights…,) like the approaching scent of a woman you love and been away from for way too long.
It also occurred to me that at any given moment, there is such unique happening; some occurrence that, upon careful observation, is one to cherish. But for the most part, it is not that obvious and thus gets easily missed.
I wish to be granted more attentiveness so I can appreciate each and every such moment of my life.

Learned from: a caressing sun

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About Ronen

Ronen Divon had been walking spiritual and holistic paths for well over thirty years. Born in Israel, educated in New York, and currently residing in North Carolina, Ronen had traveled the world, spending time with teachers, masters, healers and guides. With wisdom that spans multiple traditions, including the Far East, India, Israel, Brazil, Peru, and Native America, Ronen remains a student, learning and adding modalities that will best serve his clients, each according to their own unique needs. Ronen is also a published author, a Yoga, Meditation, and Tai Chi instructor.
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