sacred moments

that first sip of coffee

stepping onto my yoga mat

kissing my sons’ cheeks to wake them up

communing with the robins and the juncos

deep, healing breaths of fresh air

the spring sun on my face

chaos and laughter and hugs

warm sourdough, fresh from the oven

fingers positioned on the piano keys, just so

picking up a crochet hook, yarn in my lap

my family around me

being present

peppermint chamomile tea

cool pillow, warm blankets

the end of a well spent day

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