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.