"Flap, flap, that's just the wings but my mind's focused, So precise I can pickpocket a

Working five day weeks again, nine to five bookended by 10 mile bike rides, I've become acutely aware of the vital importance of my meditation practise. Being a natural early bird, 5 am (what with sunrise, the dawn chorus, our neighbours cockerel...) had become an easy routine. So-much-so that I go to bed excited to wake up, which is not to say that I don't still wrestle daily with the half hour I spend in early reflection being more valuable than languishing in bed. I fill my lungs with fresh air, breathing deeply into the sleepy regions of my being while everything around me wakes. Delicate dew still bejewels the webs of funnel spiders yet to rise, the chooks ruffle themselves awake in the dust bath haze, crows - still in their nests - clatter back and forth and for all the world's tea I would not swap the feeling that these moments belong only to me. At my edges an effervescence builds and when I'm told I get excited like a spectrum child I wonder if I am yet to conquer this dynamism I so enjoy. Where once I found stillness through less salubrious means, now my temperamentally rampaging attention is harnessed by stillness, focus and clarity all channeled towards positive goals. In the grass thickets at my feet enlivening crickets hint it's time to leave, to speed past fields into the bustling vitality of city obligations.

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