I find this poem, read slowly with pauses, does wonders to help me be present:
Ample make this bed.
Make this bed with awe;
In it wait till judgment break
Excellent and fair.
Be its mattress straight,
Be its pillow round;
Let no sunrise yellow noise
Interrupt this ground.
-Emily Dickinson, mystic (in her own way)
If this poem roots you in Truthโs atmosphere
and helps you to breathe slow,
keep if for the days to come
to help you rise above the frenzy thatโs foreseen.