! ! Making Breakfast - A Study In Consciousness

Breakfast. Slick operation. You could make it in your sleep.. you’ve refined the quantities, the cooking and the timing like a pro.. and eating it – you’re even more brilliant at that – you can eat breakfast, read the paper, listen to the radio or tv, half listen to the wife and kids, make and take those cellphone calls; then bestow a salty bacon, sweet marmaladey kiss on several lips or cheeks – and off.. But today something gotten to you: the sun is shining; all’s well with the world; this isn’t Monday breakfast, this is Saturday breakfast… You find yourself making breakfast as if you’d never made it in your life before; you hear the cereal on its way from the packet to the bowl; smell the coffee before drinking it; never has the toast been browner, crisper, eggs more eggy, tomatoes so.. well, tomatoey; sweet meeting salt in tasting mouth.. the world’s made new today; and somehow, you feel as if you know that much more about yourself; some sure sense of direction seems to fill your heart and mind; you’re on good terms with the Creation as of now.