Some
mornings the fire is harder to start than others. There are a number
of factors that effects this, but ultimately, it comes down to time.
I have to invest more time in the fire when it is hard to start.
The
fire reminds me that my life is interwoven with billions of other
lives including the lives of the Trees that are now my firewood. How
their lives play out leading up to the time that they spark into
flame is not something I can control. The fire will start when it
will start. My role is to participate, add air and fuel and, with
patience, in its time, fire will arrive.
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