Four minutes

I’m growing fond of the ritual. Put the kettle on. Grind the coffee. Dump the coffee in the French press. When the water is hot but not boiling, pour it over the coffee. Set the timer for 4 minutes and wait for that first hot embrace from my morning lover. Ahhh.

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Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

3 thoughts on “Four minutes”

  1. Four minutes ago, I was listening to Yo Yo Ma’s execution of one of J. S. Bach’s Suites for Solo Cello. It was the Prelude from Suite number 2 in D minor—exquisite, melancholic, soothing to the soul and totally inspiring in its aural beauty. That was enough to give me the impetus to write. It is part of the ritual I refer to as “my daily Bach.” Classical music and writing has always gone hand-in-hand for me.

  2. The ritual comforts me so because I have somewhere to go – something will bring that hot percolation to a boiling point, and then my day will begin its simmer. I’ll snatch a mug, splash in a half-inch of creme, gather my pack, holster my mug to my saddlebag, pedal down the pine-strewn paths that bend back through the Maine woods, and in a half-hour I’ll be leading tours at the ranger station.

  3. Four minutes of thoughtful reflection often inspires me to write about the things I have knowledge of and clear my mind. To write about things on one’s mind is to share knowledge with others, and they can be enlightened at the same time. Sharing is always good especially when writing.

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