Morning Coffee

I knew my first cup of coffee after 33 days

would be special.

I set the moment in my mind.

No distractions.

Just me sitting in the sunshine with my coffee,

and savoring every minute until it was gone.

It was so much more than a cup of coffee...

it was downright spiritual.

Not kidding.

I had to grab a box of tissue (the dam broke)

& my journal to put it on paper.

 I was euphoric!

*sidenote* 3 is my lucky number.

P.S. sidenote.... tell Lanny. He's appreciate it,

cause 3 is his lucky number too. 

#stepdad

Ramblings from the experience with my morning coffee...

Coffee!!! 

Special with the French press.

Sitting in the sunshine.

Just me, coffee, God.

Best moment.

Windchimes and birds.

Having a spiritual moment.

This is what it's like to live close to God.

I'm crying now...great.

It is great.

It's so simple and wonderful.

My heart has always been in the right place. My mind has not.

I feel a wave of love washing over me. 

Dad's grandfather clock is chiming.

The windchimes.

The birds.

Polly is brushing up against me.

The sunshine is warm on my face.

I feel whole.

I am so in this moment, and it is AMAZING!

I think I'm having an out of body experience.

It's so perfect.

Polly just threw up.

A dove just flew by the window.

So was the coffee good ?

Yeah....it was pretty amazing.

live well & in peace...

xoxo

💝

"My memory is certainly in my hands.

I can remember things only if i have a pencil

and I write with it and play with it.

I think your hand concentrates for you.

I don't know why it should be so."

~ Dame Rebecca West ~

"If you don't turn inward, you'll 

never know reality."

~ Ajahn Chah ~