Who would have thought staring at a wall could be so nice!

I light a candle.
I light some incense.
I give my respects to the universe.
I sit, half-lotus, facing the wall.
My eyes are open, my gaze softened.
I bow.
My hands rest loosely in my lap,
I am aware of my body,
Of the room,
Of me just sitting,
Peaceful.
My mind makes noise.
I notice the noise.
I am aware.
I just sit.
Peaceful.
My mind wanders,
I think of things,
I am lost in thought,
Lost to the peace.
I notice,
I am back,
Here,
Now.
Peaceful.
My breathing soft.
Aware.
Peaceful.
Beginnings of thoughts arise,
But pass.
Peaceful.
A thought arises, it takes me,
I think of my next blog post,
I think of this,
I think, i feel enjoyment,
But peace has gone.
I notice.
I am back.
Peaceful.
Beginnings of thoughts arise,
But pass.
Peace...
My alarm goes.
I stand,
Bow,
Blow out the candle,
Wander down stairs
And make soup,
Planning this blog,
Thinking of essays,
Occasionally glimpsing
Peace.
Always there.
Waiting.