The Value Of A Sunrise

The Value Of A Sunrise

Last week, something unusual happened. We both left the house before dawn. Now, me leaving the house before dawn in winter is pretty common, to get to work. On this particular morning last week, I had to get my husband to a medical test on my way to work.


The Value Of A Sunrise


The sun had just started rising as we left home. The short drive to his test was filled with brilliant pink skies. They reflected on everything. The view in the mirrors of my car was entirely pink hued, and nature was not half-assing this hue, either.


A rainbow popped up with some splatters of raindrops on the windshield.


It was a glorious 5-10 minutes.


Then clouds started to roll in more. I was driving across the ocean (on a bridge, people) at the height of contrast. The stunning pink was melting into a bright orange behind me. In front of me, dark clouds had the first beams of sunlight hitting them. Off to my right, a few small clear patches of sky caused the sun to brighten the mountains in the distance, and make the ocean around  me sparkle.


It was brief, but absolutely stunning.


Another short time later, I was at my train station & it was all clouds.


I settled into a carriage corner of the train and pulled out the book I was starting that day.


Halfway to the city, my eyes got tired. I was still struggling with sleep. So I gave them a rest, lent my head back on the train wall, and stared at both the clouds out the window and the airplane-like curve of the train roof.


At that point, I became aware I was listening to music. As always, I had put my noise cancelling headphones on as soon as I got on the train and before I pulled out my book. Music is there to give me something to block out so I can focus on a book. (Podcasts are too distracting while I read, it has to be familiar music.) I became absorbed in the song.


And I thought about how the value of some things can’t be explained. Ever. Do you put a price on a sunrise? A rainbow? A package deal of both? Add in the purchase of stunning contrast of dark clouds and sunrise as an extra fee? A song touching me at the right time? The words a writer has poured onto a page?


In my major essay for the semester just gone, a journal article explained how a lawsuit for loss of culture was thrown out of court as there was no way to attach monetary value to such things.


Is this why artists being paid is such a big and hard thing in society? Because what they invoke in us can’t be defined. And even if it can be defined, I don’t feel a need to label it. It is ok to be.


P.S. The book I was in page 36 of when I stopped to rest my eyes? Big Magic, by Elizabeth Gilbert.



12 Replies to “The Value Of A Sunrise”

  1. That is a package deal. Gorgeous.
    My favourite time of day is dawn. The start of a new day. New beginnings. Promise. Definitely worth getting up for …

    1. Vanessa Smith says: Reply

      I love it too – and living by the beach, I usually get an entire stretch of sand to myself to watch it from.

    1. Vanessa Smith says: Reply

      It was a pretty spectacular morning.

  2. My alarm goes off at 6am each morning but I’m normally running around getting everything ready for the day so the sun is up before I even notice. Which is sad as you can’t put a price on that beauty or on the natural wonders of life.

  3. That was a magical rainbow – my littlest and I were up early enough to catch it. I think capitalism tends to reduce everything to money and devalue things it cannot. Which is a very big pity. Artists need to eat too.

  4. Big magic indeed. I love sunrises and rainbows đŸ™‚

  5. That was a beautiful post to read. I love it when nature makes us stop in our tracks…and that you are reading Big Magic! Denyse #teamIBOT

  6. Love the refreshing time of a sunrise. x

  7. I love the feeling of sunrise. I love the times I incidentally catch it, unsure I like to do it on purpose though. Especially in Winter.

  8. I love being lost in the beauty of a moment or losing myself in a song. You can’t put value on it can you? x

  9. I love sunrises and sunsets…they are awe-inspiring and certainly make you stop and just be.

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