The name of this blog exemplifies my life’s journey. As a teenager I’d stay up all night reveling in being alone and thinking, writing, getting lost in music. Made sense to make a night of it and catch the dawn. In the final darkest minutes, I’d wander, barefoot and in my dad’s old flannel, down our street to the park just at the end. I’d find the most unobscured view and watch as the sky transformed from the pitch-black to the slightest trace of light at the horizon. Watching as each dawn’s unique pattern unfurled tendrils of color across the sky, capturing it as best I could in my sketchpad. For so many, this was just a bleary-eyed start to yet another day. I felt privileged, able to take a breathe to appreciate the taken-for-granted, to ponder and see inside, a calming end to my night.
I’m a lifetime sunrise wanderer, the rising and setting makes me feel connected, finding calm and balance, insight, expressing myself through my passions and following my truth.