How can I possibly look at this morning sky and not be humbled by the beauty of the moment?  Not humbled in a “put down” sense, I am buoyed up by the thought that I am a part of this wonderful Universe.  Such is the beginning to my day, the light coming across the mountain filling me with a sense that at this moment my life contains the same wonderful presence that created the sky and mountains before me. I am awed.  I am blessed.  I am renewed.