Morning, 8/20/07

Sitting in the living room facing the east-facing window, my eyes are flooded with morning light. I sit comfortably with a blanket around my shoulders, and fall into a sort of reverie. An alabaster buddha encrusted with gemstones appears in my mind's eye. A feeling of my hands opening, fingers like the petals of a lotus flower. A figure with burning robes flying. I am choosing among several black backpacks with notebooks in them. I open one and look at the notebook. Inside is written the mantra "Om mani padme hum." A period of laser-sharp focus and awareness. The alarm goes off.