I make my coffee and I go find a sitting spot. The best light often happens 10-20 minutes before sunrise, but that changes throughout the year, so I use timeanddate.com to occasionally readjust to civil dawn.
I sit and do the refrain: earth, my body (touch the ground); air (deep inhale) my breath (let it out); water, my blood (spill the first drip of coffee out; a gift to the earth; first fruits; then lick the driblet off the side of the mug). And for half the first month I forgot there was another line! I forgot about “fire, my spirit.” Those weeks also coincided with me feeling less and less like I had anything worthwhile to offer here. Peaceful, yes, mostly, but also… insecure? It has helped, to daily remember:
I make my coffee and I go find a sitting spot. The best light often happens 10-20 minutes before sunrise, but that changes throughout the year, so I use timeanddate.com to occasionally readjust to civil dawn.
I sit and do the refrain: earth, my body (touch the ground); air (deep inhale) my breath (let it out); water, my blood (spill the first drip of coffee out; a gift to the earth; first fruits; then lick the driblet off the side of the mug). And for half the first month I forgot there was another line! I forgot about “fire, my spirit.” Those weeks also coincided with me feeling less and less like I had anything worthwhile to offer here. Peaceful, yes, mostly, but also… insecure? It has helped, to daily remember:
that same blaze that lights the sky,
that same crackle in streetlights
also animates my matter.