This morn­ing I got up early and did a few sun salu­ta­tions to get warmed up and lim­ber and then sat for a short med­i­ta­tion. It had an amaz­ing effect. After a night’s sleep, my mind seemed refreshed and reordered, and I seemed to fully inhabit my body, with the sen­sory sys­tem engaged and active. As I sat on my zafu, I felt sev­eral ideas bub­ble up from within — I took note of them and set them aside from after the prac­tice, later in the day. I searched for the plumb line of my breath­ing and abid­ing there. When I released myself from the sit­ting, I seemed to step firmly and smoothly through the nec­es­sary actions to get me out the door and to my office.

I have rarely done a morn­ing meditation/​yoga prac­tice, in part because I need my first cup of cof­fee to get going. Morn­ings are always rushed, mud­dled, and sleepy. But I may have been miss­ing some­thing. This morn­ing, that some­thing clicked and I felt a surge of energy and focus.