Monday, September 14, 2009
ahh. mondays. a totally different meaning.
Mondays. They are my new favorite day. I get to wake up later than usual. I have a little more time to get ready, today i got to sit and eat breakfast and make myself coffee and actually read for a moment. just a pause. it was a delight. my class, adulthood and aging, is becoming fun. Its always 90% discussions, and not theological debates, or philisophical questions, or people competing to look smarter than each other, or to prove how smart they are. but laughing and telling stories, all these people have experiences. all i have is knowledge. its nice to enjoy both aspects. its nice to start feeling in place there.
Also, the big perk of mondays, is that Jill doesnt work. So i get to hang out with her. Today we're studying/writing/reading at kade's. This is my new favorite place. Its nice to have found a nice place in a new city. Today i chose to settle into a place that i normally wouldnt sit. typically i like to be secluded off in a corner, away from all the traffic in and out, from the noise and distractions. not in the heart of the coffee shop. but today. I am sitting facing it all. I have a great view of the barista. His hands just seem to dance, so fluid in the practiced movements, they work on their own, he doesnt pause to think, doesnt set anything down. and all the while interacting with each customer, some friends, some new, but its almost hard to tell which is which. everything about him seems natural. you can tell he's been doing this for years, such experience, and almost finesse. its such a joy to watch.
i think that i wish my life could be like that, that i could do all the right movements, be a part of this beautiful dance, and not even have to pause to think, to just know how things go. to just do what is right. to just know the next step. but i guess right now. I'm just learning the steps.
but all in all. today my heart feels light. i feel more natural and confident than usual. like i just made a breakthrough in learning the song, hearing the beats, making my feet move right. its a good day.
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2 comments:
i miss noticing little things. but you are noticing them for me. thanks for writing. hope you keep writing. it makes me more thankful for creation and about the little things. i miss that alot.
being aware all the time is tiring. not knowing is tiring. it's a phase. you'll move past it. i like barista metaphor--worked really well!
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