The Journey Inward

Measuring the mood,
Where I’ve been so far and where I’m going,
The tea is chosen.
Mindful, in the moment.
The vessel is next,
A mug that has the perfect shape and weight,
My college, their college, this trip, that gift?
Mindful, in the moment.
The water, filtered, cascades into kettle,
Through loose leaves,
Embodying shape.
Mindful, in the moment.
Brew begins, black this time,
Machine hums to life,
Eyes close, body scan begins.
Relaxing forehead, eyes, cheeks, mouth.
Shoulders, arms, wrists, fingers,
Mindful, in the moment.
Tea transfers to mug, amber liquid and steam,
Aroma full and soothing, 
Touch of honey so sweet.
Mindful, in the moment.
Now couch and blanket,
Candle and fire,
Sit, sip,
Mindful, in the moment.
This is my ritual,
My daily promise to myself.

Photo:  Mug on Rug, Flemington, NJ.  1.26.18 by LA