Breathe In

The morning is so still. The house is quiet and it is nice to be able to experience the day before it actually gets started. I know once it begins it will pick up speed and travel into that mysterious realm where time disappears. That place where today will be hung on the wall so we can remember what it looked like. Always apparent in time spent cupping with a friend. Before I know it, the coffee is cold and we have to go our separate ways, each to our respective responsibilities. We always ask "Where did the time go?" and then we promise to stay in touch, knowing that it will be months before we hear from each other again, because time does that. I spent a great deal of energy this past weekend trying to save time somewhere in the future. I made green enchilada sauce and canned it for another day so that making enchiladas won't be so time consuming. I copied lecture notes in advance so that for once I could be ahead of the Professor. I analyzed 20 works of poetry (instead of the required 10) knowing that it would make this week less congested. So, now the morning is still. There is a nice breeze blowing in through the kitchen window and I can enjoy my ritual cup of coffee in peace, without feeling hurried. I can take a deep breath and exhale and know that I've done so. A little quiet time spent appreciating stillness will better equip me for the rest of the day.