Mornings set the tone of the day, and patterns comfort the mind<\/p>\n
that seeks rhythm, meter, color schemes, and conspiracies.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I rise and evacuate in the lavatory across the hall as I shed sleep.<\/p>\n
Pulling out the copper wishbone, I rinse and scrape my tongue, then<\/p>\n
place a half teaspoon of coconut oil between my lips and swish.<\/p>\n
With ballooned cheeks and taut jaw, I prepare the kitchen table:<\/p>\n
half lemon, hot water, coffee, gluten-free bread, half an avocado,<\/p>\n
garlic salt, knife, multi vitamin, cranberry juice pill, and probiotics.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
And while the bread toasts, I scoop a cup of kibble for eager Artemis<\/p>\n
(the other one stays under the bed until a decent hour for rising), and<\/p>\n
grab a little garlic salt to sprinkle atop the avocado on toast, squeeze<\/p>\n
lemon in hot water, spit out the oil, brush my teeth, swallow my pills,<\/p>\n
cream the avocado on toast, and sip my coffee to the crunching jaws<\/p>\n
and wagging tail, slapping the cabinet doors, as I play word games on<\/p>\n
my phone, read news, messages from the universe, and check my<\/p>\n
morning emails before setting off downstairs to open the back door<\/p>\n
for the awaiting kitty cat, then hit the bath, where I practice pranayama,<\/p>\n
meditate, stretch, dress, and write the morning gratitude for the day.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Dinacharya, life rituals order my mornings, no matter how the<\/p>\n
remaining hours unravel in the frayed edges of orderly chaos.<\/p>\n
.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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