Light my fire

I am addicted to candles. To me it doesn't matters which season it is; whenever i am at home (or at the allotment) i light a candle.  Somehow lighting a candle has to do with gratefulness. One year ago i developed this ritual of going to work early in the morning. My soulfull trip to the Sinai Desert (Egypt) inspired me to look for quietness in my daily life. When i got up at 6 in the morning i lighted a candle to welcome a new day. It brought me less noise, more focus, time to over think what is really important & less stress.

Where did i lost this ritual this year? I have to find the Early Bird in myself again.

Ancient Matchbox from my Granny