I start this day with the words from Mary Oliver’s poem “Sometimes”.

Instructions for living a life:

Pay attention.

Be astonished.

Tell about it. 

And she did.

It’s still dark here at 6:15.  In summer, it would have been light long ago.  What am I meant to do with the silence, the integration of darkness with the coffee I sip, and all that brings coffee, connection and warmth to me?

I sit with Ajahn Chah’s words, “Even chickens sit.”

And so I sit with the image of my roost and the eggs that need protecting in the rhythm of my heart.