If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams,
and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined,
he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.
Henry David Thoreau
Just as I had committed myself to do, for 78 days I rose before the sun, taking walks long or short, in fair weather and foul, sometimes eager sometimes sleepy, sometimes limping most times strong, sometimes distraught sometimes inspired. My intention for this practice had many layers, but these two excerpts from my Zenith Arc page encapsulate them best:
There is something about the incremental pace of the changing season that I find deeply appealing, rising those few minutes earlier each day as the sun rises just a few moments earlier. But amassing over time, great change takes place. Perhaps part of my hope is that I will undergo an incremental change as well. The sun is my guiding light in this process.
So looking at my intent for this daily practice and sadhana, there is the desire simply to experience the manifold beauties of the morning, there is the desire to encounter Spirit and to elevate my spirits, and there is the desire to become something more, something richer, something deeper, something truer, something nobler than I am now.
As lofty as my goals were, they were spoken with the modest hope that I could, to some degree, turn my internal life around.
Though I journeyed with the sun to its zenith, and I have risen far, the apex of my personal trajectory is still far above my present station.
That being said, the journey has been far richer, far more rewarding, far more than I could have imagined.
And, most astonishingly, kindred spirits have accompanied me, reading my posts, and sharing their wonderful comments.
Though my journey was solo, it was immensely gratifying to share it with a such a wonderful and varied entourage of beautiful souls.