I Take Another Sip of Iced Coffee and Celebrate

The fan hum: electronic breeze. Take it easy. Early morning awakening gurgles inside me.

Conversations of an insect nature, a hicha hicha hichachacha, harmony of hums, interwoven peep peep peeps.

The light clicks off, warm September Summer has come.

My hand waves under the lamp.

The light clicks on. It's 3:53.

The stomach quiets its early morning ask. Little requests regarding the breaking of the fast. Here, have some more iced coffee, my beautiful body. We will eat in self-care and self-love in a few moments.

For Now, we sit in the harmony of hums. The chit chat of creatures of the September Summer.

Sun to come.

Warmth sit with me for a couple more weeks. Sweat take the water back to infinity. I’ll replenish you in the coming hours.

Fresh Earth water with frozen cool miracles in my glass. Cooling every being it has ever passed. Through trees and clouds, rivers, streams and seas. Through dinosaurs, ancestors, soul and air been.

The water of life. The sounds of being. The light of words. The dark of a new day.

The on click of the light. It’s 4:02.

Breeze of humanity, words of being with you, more miracles of invention setting these letters free from me, into the day light anew.

Thoughts of tasks fuzzy the flow.

Stay clear, stay here.

Become a part of the moment, you’ll get to them, though. It’s okay, they’ll be there at quarter to nine. At 12:12 and 11:11 time.

It’s all in the flow, the do’s, the be’s, the bugs the trees. Miracle sitting by my feet.

Coffee and kisses, time and fans, hums and chill, letters from these hands. This moment comes but once, quite unlike I. More coffee, more kisses, more hands holding hands.

Alive!

Love of timeless time, undercurrents of beginningless time, quarks and quantums and life again. A new moment to choose love over time. To see differences in the beauty of I am.

Pains of toes, shoulders high. The far-away sounds are now close by. This moment, this moment I am alive! With safety and health and where peace resides.

Here is my heart, in all of its parts, the all of hums, the darkness in the light.

Click. It's 4:13.

The numbers of my birth. The letters of my life. The eternal Now of being alive.

Nowism interbeing with bliss.

I take another sip of iced coffee and celebrate.

I am alive.

I am.

We are alive.

We are — with radical love, Jenny Lane

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~namaste~