Coffee Before the Sun
“Ease into the day.” It’s one of my favorite sayings, and one I live by. For me, it begins before the sun, when the house is still wrapped in quiet and everyone else is asleep, or just gently stirring behind closed doors.
This is my Mary time. A moment to make that first cup of coffee and let the aroma drift through the air like a gentle promise. Strong coffee, a teaspoon (well… maybe a teaspoon and a half) of sugar, and a splash of cream until it turns that warm golden color that I like so much. It’s café au lait for me, no matter the season. No matter the temperature. No matter where I find myself in the world.
Nothing is so important that I would skip this ritual. It is a small, delicious gift I give myself every morning. The warmth of the cup in my hands, the rich taste of beans from Kenya, Colombia, or wherever the world’s farmers have grown them, lingers on my tongue and in my spirit.
After my coffee, I’m ready. Ready to ease into the day.
Morning coffee is more than a drink; it’s a reminder that joy doesn’t wait for the grand moments – it’s right here, in the quiet beginnings. Good morning.
This reflection is part of my Listening to the Day series of short morning meditations on sounds, stillness, and living fully.
