There have been moments when time seems to go on around me without me noticing that the clock hands have moved. 

When I’ve been paying more attention to the moment at hand, the feelings around me and the people I’m with than anything else. 

The sun may have moved across the sky without me looking up one single look time. 

Or the other things on my never-ending to-do list was left undone that day. 

It could be when I realized that finding a rhythm was also when I found flow in time. 

Flow for me has come many times.

Flow for me has come many times. 

It is now that I ask myself, ‘How am I the one to be so blessed as to have this flow in a space of time come?’ 

My answer started when I saw this picture stay in my mind. 

Let’s examine what we see here. 

A full belly laughs with head thrown back in delight. 

A mouth that is wide open to throw laughter across an entire home. 

Hands that are clasped in nearness.

Remnants of a party is seen behind for others to be a part of the scene with soft drinks for many people. 

There are even hand drawn decorations in the background as proof that time was taken to prepare for this gathering. 

When flow is created, a space in time shows what can happen.

When flow is created, a space of time shows what can happen. 

Other information can also be seen in this scene. 

Trust and love prevailed in this instance. Trust that his laughter would be matched by others. 

Laughter would be joined with other heads being thrown back in delight and joy. 

In fact, every time this type of party was scheduled, flow happened. 

Do you wonder how that could be? 

Sometimes that came to be because everyone here, including the one whose head was thrown back laughing, was absorbed in the joyful moments.

It took years of practice, years of laughing with people who were trusted to become immersed in the time together. 

Nothing else matters when flow is in a space in time.

Nothing else matters when flow is in a space of time. 

What I found is that this came to the person you see here with precision. It was as if he found flow as a part of his essence. 

The essence that came with our son, Dallin. 

He is the one who became more than we could imagine and taught me how to find flow in moments like this. 

Have you been around someone like Dallin?

Someone who knows where their space is in the universe. That there is a ‘you’ shaped spaced made only for them 

Isn’t that a spectacular idea? 

I found this from Caroline McHugh in her ‘The art of being yourself’ details.  That is indeed the way we can think of it. 

Now is the time to think of your space in the universe. Does it include a time and place to find how your art could be created? 

When the moments of life begin to joyfully and completely pull you in, to be present in your life. 

It can also be when you find the person near you, maybe even right next to you, to throw your head back and laugh every time you can. 

To show you that you are in flow, in your space in time and in life for that moment. 

Can you feel it come over you? 

My time and space often created moments to pause for every blooming thing that came to me, and to our son. 

This then flowed into other parts of life, with such love that the world seemed to slow and allow for the happiness to bubble up again and again. 

What I now know is that flow is the space of time. 

Let the flow be present with you every time it comes to you.

Each day brings another way to look at things to do. 

It also can be a way to look at who to become or what new questions to ask. 

That is what I bring to you as the day has begun with this look for us all. 

Do you get up in time to see the sun coming over the mountain? 

Perhaps where you are it glides over a river or stretches near open fields. It can come in towers of concrete and deep red canyons. 

I have been to all of these places at times. The sun comes up and wakes me to begin again in all of them.

The mountains are what greet me as I wake up at dawn.

The mountains are what greet me the most so I will describe them as I wake up at dawn with different perspectives. 

You can see that the sun has popped over one ridge in the distance here. 

The beginnings of why I am waking at dawn may be explained with the tree outlined nearer the foreground of this photo. 

Can you tell that I am waiting for the full rays of the morning to reach me? 

If not, I will tell you that I stood in this place for almost thirty minutes to watch and know what the day held for me. 

The sky is also waiting to change from yellow to peach then to light blue until the full deep blue comes later. 

Colors deepened along the mountains as the brightened dawn streams across them. 

This quote may give you a glimpse as to what I am going with, as well. It is from Kahlil Gibran, the author and poet and one of his writings. 

“To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;”

― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

My heart cannot help but leap as if finding wings when I see the dawn each time. 

It’s as if there is hope coming every time. 

I will tell you that I have created this hope in times when the trees didn’t look like they were going to emerge out of the shadows and the mountains felt too far to reach. 

Yet this quote brings a second part that I have sat with at dawn. 

I have sat with other parts of the day to find what could be meant by having a winged heart that gives thanks. 

Think about that with me, if you have the moments here. 

Did you pause? 

Do that now if you can. 

Ok, now let’s breathe through it together. 

Not have time to wake at dawn and wait.

You may have been like me at times and not had time to wake at dawn and wait for the full morning to come to the day. 

Looking for the full blue sky doesn’t always come along like the picture you see here. 

It does seem like an ideal time of life so what happens when it is not this ideal?

Sometimes we wait for another time to come. 

When feelings of this and that can be here at the same time. 

That is the second part that came to me when I found this from Kahlil Gabran. 

Giving thanks for another day of loving is what has given me time to learn and grow into how I look at things.

Where did this begin?

Once upon a time I started writing to a young one in our home. 

The words written were for his eyes when he became grown, and I could share them. 

A red journal is where I began writing to talk about what was happening, the joy, the growing and the adventures. 

Then life changed and I was not sure if this journal was going to be read by that young one. 

Yet, I continued to write for years until suddenly there was an end to the red journal entries. 

There came a time that I changed from talking to that young child to who he was becoming as a young man and who I was becoming. 

When the dawn and shadowed mountains were in the picture together like this. 

It was beautiful, like life. 

It all began to be centered around gratitude for every little thing. 

I became more attentive to a sunrise.

You may have guessed that I became more attentive to a sunrise and what each dawn brought. 

Yes! That was the shift for me. 

Gratitude for the love in our home. 

Gratefulness for the people who came into our realm. 

Being able to look up on the way to a children’s hospital in the early hours while seeing the sun pop over the mountains we both loved to explore. 

Happiness in the moment before the next unknown event came. 

If I had three minutes or thirty seconds at that time, I would find myself pausing to look deeply into the eyes of those around me. 

That’s when it dawned on me. 

Watching for what I could learn, remembering what was happening, being in that very moment. 

I reached for hope what I was able to wake at dawn.

I reached for hope in each second and found that when I was able to wake at dawn to create it, I could tuck it away to access it another day. 

Here is what I know now. 

Being able to look up, see the dawn and know that those days did exist with pure joy and gnarly intensity is what keeps me seeking for the answer to what I can do next. 

What did your winged heart bring you? 

Let’s find a way to keep that going together, my friends.