Good morning

Every morning, when its warm enough, I come outside to sit on my porch in the "silence." It is anything but silent but I don't hear tv, radios, chitter chatter from my family. Dogs don't bark and phones don't ring. What I do hear are birds, lots and lots of birds. Wood peckers Peking, singing, bitching, doves cooing, and every chirp and tweet imaginable. 

I also see things other may not. A wandering coyote slipping off to sleep for the day. A snake climbing a tree. A cat eating honeysuckle blossoms. You never know what weird and wonderful sights you will see and hear. 

It's these moments that bring the awareness to the fact I'm not that important. We are all important.