Morning Meditation {a poem}


Morning Meditation

4:54 am
Coffee poured in a silent kitchen
Sip.
Breathe.
Settle on cushion, wrap in blankets, sip more coffee
Breathe.
Awaken the phone
{a brief dip into the connected world}
Set timer to 20 minutes, START
Breathe.
Breathe.
Settle into the softness of the body
Sit like a mountain.
Breathe.
Listen to the sounds of an awakening house –
Shower running, doors opening, children rising.
Breathe.
Listen to the sounds of an awakening world –
Birds outside the window, trucks on the road.
Breathe.
Feel the aches in the back, a gentle shift of posture.
Breathe.
Dogs on lap, deep sighs all around.
Breathe.
Thoughts come …
What should I wear today?
What will I make for dinner?
Thoughts go …
Breathe.
Loud footsteps on the stairs
Nine-year-old running, running
Hugging meditation, snuggling meditation, smiling meditation
Footsteps back up the stairs
Breathe.
Breathe.
Voices, creaking floorboards, movement above
Stillness below
Breathe.
Breathe.
Louder voices upstairs, arguments over school outfits
Let Daddy handle it…
Breathe.
Breathe.
Outfits chosen, voices soften.
Breathe.
Breathe.
A moment of silence.
Breathe.
A moment of NOISE.
Breathe.
Thoughts, stillness, coffee, arguments, hugs, puppies, noises, aches, smiles, voices, breaths.
The digital bell tolls.
Timer Done.
{7,302 people meditating now}
Close.
Rise and Shine.
 

“If you think that if only you were in a cave in the Himalayas, or at an Asian monastery, or on a beach in the tropics, or at a retreat in some natural setting, things would be better, your meditation stronger … think again…. Why not let go and admit that you might as well be at home wherever you are?”

Jon Kabat-Zinn

 

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