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DAVID BENTLEY'S WEEKLY COLUMN


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MORNING FOG

It was foggy when I awoke this morning. I knew that because it was so quiet. Normally at that hour of the day there would be lots of airplane and automobile noises as summer tourists and island employees made their way to various destinations. The sound of a fog horn from the harbor confirmed my conclusion. There was no need to rush out of bed.

I lay in bed trying to decide whether or not to grab some additional sleep. As soon as I determined that my body did not need any more rest, my head went into full alert mode. Immediately the questions began. What should I do now? Am I hungry yet? Do I want to bathe before breakfast or after? How will I spend the morning if it is foggy outside? Will my friends from Redmond be delayed by the fog? Should I do the yard work now before it warms up? Is it too wet to weed whack? When shall I do my laundry?

Suddenly I heard something calling my attention away from the Grand Inquisitor inside my head. It was a chorus of fog horns. They were varied in pitch, and took turns singing out to one another. It reminded me of the old call-and-response hymns that I heard in rural, southern churches. The loud, booming bass of the ferry followed by the baritone, tenor, alto and soprano voices of smaller vessels. The rhythm was not metered, but inviting. I focused on the spaces between the blasts, waiting patiently to see when the next one would occur. Soon I was in a blissful state.

At some point, my reverie was broken by the sound of an airplane overhead, coming in for a landing. I yawned and stretched and slowly moved out of bed to start the active part of my day. How easily we forget the rejuvenating benefits of being still, remaining silent, and just listening.

  • Are your mornings started abruptly?

  • Do you take time to enjoy the quiet first?

  • Does your Grand Inquisitor take charge immediately?

  • How will you increase your rejuvenation time?

© 2005 David Bentley


David Bentley, M.Ed. & Personal Coach, coaches clients through the game of life, helping them find balance, clarity of direction, and purpose in an ever-changing world.

You may contact him at 360.378.8436

by e-mail at david@coachbentley.com

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