Morning Benediction
May your keys be where you left them, your socks roughly match, and your first conversation be mercifully brief.
For believers, skeptics, night-shift workers, and anybody who has ever needed a second cup of coffee.
May your keys be where you left them, your socks roughly match, and your first conversation be mercifully brief.
The universe is not ignoring you. It may simply be adjusting the antenna.
Release the day. Keep the useful parts. Put the rest in a drawer labeled “Maybe Never.”
The oracle is awake, though not necessarily qualified.
Walk to the nearest window. Look at something farther away than your problems. Return with one detail you had not noticed.
Do one kind thing after the expected kind thing. Stay to stack chairs. Send the second thank-you. Refill the coffee.
Sit quietly for sixty seconds and imagine every worry becoming harmless static between channels.
Name three small things that caught the light today. None must be important to count.