Usually, the sunrise is a visual thing. I stepped outside a bit earlier than that and listened to the birds come alive this morning and that was equally inspiring. A cheery chorus of chirping that just grows and grows.

Listening to my three-year-old granddaughter. That really takes skills as she gets excited when she talks at times so if you’re not listening with complete attention you may miss a gem of a statement or observation. Makes me wonder if we all listened intently and with the understanding that we have for a child if we all could do better talking to each other as adults?

An unexpected bonus today was when my son and his puppies came by to visit. And if you listen closely animals can communicate with us. I listened to my son talk about the joy of expecting their first child.

I listened to some comedy tonight and had some great laughs. My better half listened to me. Thanks.

I listened to myself think till I tired of that. Now I’m thinking of listening to the sound of myself snoring myself to sleep.

Then again, I could stay up a bit later and listen to some Doobie Brothers and the song “Listen to the Music”.