Thursday, February 02, 2017
Have you read the lovely children's book The Napping House? It is such a delight! Anyway, as I was thinking of this post, it came to mind. A couple of Sundays ago, I woke early in the middle of a thunderstorm and couldn't get back to sleep.
I laid in bed a long time listening to a mountain stream. Rabbit trail: we took a video when we went camping in North Carolina last summer of the creek next to our tent in the neighborhood we have property in. David took the sound from it and made a looping sound that we can play when we are going to sleep at night. Love. As we drove into our mountain neighborhood last spring or summer, he suggested we think of a name - Cozy Creek came up and it has stuck!
Anyway, since I couldn't get back to sleep, I decided to just get up. A light on over the sink gave the kitchen an inviting warmth and yet a stillness that only the early and late hours bring. I turned out the light, made some tea and lit a candle. Pretty soon - David joined me with his coffee and it was so nice to sit quietly, talk quietly, listen to the rain, enjoy the peace of the quiet morning house and the stillness of the dark around us.
There is something so captivating and intriguing about candlelight. It changes every time you look at it almost and gives a soft warm light. The shadows and angles of each way you turn and look change the view and lighting so beautifully.
Candlelight is calming, still and peaceful. A single beeswax candle lit with flame, so simple yet so rich.
It almost doesn't matter that there a pile of things needing to be put away right next to me because they are softened by the shadows and I am entering into the moment of just being still.
The act of sipping a hot drink, feeling the warm liquid slide over my tongue and warming my insides, all the flavors that make themselves known in one swallow. Lemon, ginger, a few drops of milk, a little honey. And even just holding the cup is a comfort.
Have you ever tried making breakfast by candlelight? There is such a hush over the house, the quiet is as comforting as the smells and warmth from the griddle. I think of those still in bed waking to the homey, spicy smell of applesauce pancakes.
What is your favorite thing about the peaceful quiet of your morning house?
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