A Single Cup

A single cup: 

I used to drink several cups of coffee a day, at least two, sometimes three first thing in the morning and then in the pre-Covid days it was a ritual to go to the book store cafe for coffee and a bit of socializing with friends. These days it's a single cup, strong, but never more than one. With this reduction comes a mindful quality to its preparation as well as every sip taken. This been a flavor gained now that was absent to me before and it's one brought to me by attention, an awareness shown though the ritual of carefully preparing my one cup for the day, giving thanks for it's taste and place within my morning. 

sitting at my desk, 

sipping mindfully between intervals of writing...

a single cup is all I need.

this has become part of my practice, yoga really, fitting in seamlessly with my breathwork and meditation, water boiling as I move through my early session of asanas, and then drinking at my desk as I write whatever words the morning holds for me. My first hours of the day slide by in this fashion, unremarkable in its regularity, and yet....

such a beautiful feel to it all. 

I love every aspect of my practice. 

and a single cup of coffee helps me bring some focus to my routine, nothing is taken for granted here, not the motion of my body as I ease my way through sun salutations, nor each sip taken as I wait for words to arrive. One cup reminds me to be grateful for all I have, so much given, and it took the cooperation of the entire universe to bring this cup of coffee to me, from proper alignment of the sun to just amount of rain and the many people who work for its production. 

this community of effort is all contained within a single cup. 

and my ever sip reminds me to be grateful. 

~

Peace, Eric