This morning I woke up with a smile on my face. In the state between sleep and being awake singing birds took me on a trip. They woke me just enough in order for me to be aware of the trip I was making but not enough to stop me from dreaming. My mystical trip started at sunrise, when the first birds start singing. I surrendered to their tweets and flew away with them into the sky. When I found their colorful waves of music I slid on them, up and down on the curves of the waves into the sky. The slide was endless and I was enjoying the ride on it. Music notes and cheerful tweets accompanied me. Wooiiiii! With the sun rising little by little, different groups of birds took over the stage, changing the sound and melody. Finally the music stopped. A smart crow confirmed the end of the beautiful concert with his raspy crowing and made it clear it was time to get up. I woke up, back in my bed. I looked at my phone to see the time: it was 07:30. The sun rises at 05:00. I enjoyed a 2,5 hour rollercoaster music concert somewhere high in the sky, simply from my own bed. Thank you dr Goenka for teaching me to surrender to meditation together with the magical birds of Phokara. Miss flying with the crazy bird though…

When you wake up in the early morning or go to sleep when the sun is rising [after a great party perhaps], listen to the birds. They might take you on a beautiful trip too.