Today's Sunrise over the Surf from the Malibu Pier.

Dream lofty dreams. In moments of meditation, when you get lost in the joy of what you long to be, you are ascending to the heavens of your own mind...Joseph Murphy
6:20 Starbucks Cross Creek Stumped over Malibu Pier’s posted sunrise time of 5:43 when it’s “supposed to be” 5:41. Farther north should be earlier not later this side of the solstice. But then there’s the east/west time zone thing to account for. Could just have been a mistake. Don’t figure it out. Makes me tired. Coffee’s good. No mountains where the mountains should be. And here I thought emergence might be imminent moments ago. So much for THINKING.
Another week of Spider Solitaire please NOT. Seeing Mom on the fringes. Not yet resurrected, ghostly, frail. I hesitate to try to connect not wanting to hold her back as I once felt guided NOT to with Dad. What if – God says it’s OK to do Spider Solitaire. Sounds like an ego message to me. The still same voice inside. And when I turn in I must know its sound and thank it for the sentiment, for that gentle safe, cushy life ego would lay out for me. But not yet. I got something bigger to do than that. Now will I ever find the courage to do it? Mmm this coffee is good.