Isn't it amazing how something as simple as coffee and cake can turn a bad day into one that leaves with that sense of "yes actually, it is good to be alive."
This can be said of many things. It would be cliche to say a child's laughter, a lovers embrace or a phone call from a friend. These simple acts are definitely up there in the "good to be alive" category but there are much simpler things than which can bring you joy. Which brings me to the coffee and cake.
After a crap morning of hating your job, employees, colleagues and pretty much life in general, you leave your desk and wander up to the good old faithful coffee place of your choice. You don't have to like coffee to know what these ramblings are about. It could be a hot chocolate or a cup of tea - just as rewarding. You amble up to the counter, face as long as a speech by John Howard, feet as heavy as a school kid's backpack, and place your order. While you deliberate over which cake/biscuit/slice will satisfy the craving inside, you also deliberate whether you are in the right profession, relationship, country. Then you come across that day changing moment.
Here's something critical to that moment. If the coffee is burnt or the cake is dry, the moment may not happen and you will be stuck in that foul state of being for the rest of the day. But if that hot drink is brewed just right and the cake can be enjoyed crumb by crumb, that day changing moment is only moments away.
As this is being written, i am basking in the glow of two long blacks, an afghan biscuit and creme brulee, thinking what the heck was my problem this morning. Lets get on with the happy stuff.
So to all you baristas and pastry chefs, know this! you might have just changed a persons day!
Friday, January 21, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
an appertif of a complex problem
Is there anyway that we can ever show someone how much they mean to us ? And if you did would they be more reluctant to leave us?
Can you ever really fully mourn someone you love? Will you ever rid yourself of the place that you reserved just for loving them?
Is suicide a final giving up of a life a person has no strength left to live? Or is just a painful slap in the face to everyone who has cared for them?
Can a person be so complex that you can only love them from afar without them ever really knowing how you feel? Can a person be loved even though they are so very difficult to understand?
I know it might seem crazy but to some of us life is a very confusing place to navigate through. Creating relationships with people is like stumbling through a maze where you constantly meet dead ends and double back on yourself. Treading lightly and cautiously hoping that the direction your travelling in will help you to get you to place you are heading. It forces you to question yourself and what the other person is saying. To interpret anothers actions and being so dam scared that you are not heading in the right direction for their approval and acceptance.
Ultimately, as human beings, we all just want to be loved; As a friend, sibling, child, parent, lover, spouse or any other entity we take on as part of a relationship. We are often told that we can never be loved without loving ourselves first. What if, in our capacity as a human being, we can not find it within ourselves to love ourselves? Does this mean that we are completely unlovable?
The mind has so many questions that no book can ever answer.
Can you ever really fully mourn someone you love? Will you ever rid yourself of the place that you reserved just for loving them?
Is suicide a final giving up of a life a person has no strength left to live? Or is just a painful slap in the face to everyone who has cared for them?
Can a person be so complex that you can only love them from afar without them ever really knowing how you feel? Can a person be loved even though they are so very difficult to understand?
I know it might seem crazy but to some of us life is a very confusing place to navigate through. Creating relationships with people is like stumbling through a maze where you constantly meet dead ends and double back on yourself. Treading lightly and cautiously hoping that the direction your travelling in will help you to get you to place you are heading. It forces you to question yourself and what the other person is saying. To interpret anothers actions and being so dam scared that you are not heading in the right direction for their approval and acceptance.
Ultimately, as human beings, we all just want to be loved; As a friend, sibling, child, parent, lover, spouse or any other entity we take on as part of a relationship. We are often told that we can never be loved without loving ourselves first. What if, in our capacity as a human being, we can not find it within ourselves to love ourselves? Does this mean that we are completely unlovable?
The mind has so many questions that no book can ever answer.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Insomnia has that wonderful benefit of giving your "mind" a chance to solve every problem in your life. Quite often the mind in it's procrastination of sleep has come up with solutions to end world hunger, to help bridge the gap between indigenous and non-indigenous Australians, redesigned a bedroom and written the perfect article for the publication I am working for and this is all in the first hour. The mind has also come up with the ideal first line to the novel I want to write but never get around to. But what do people want to read about. do they want a true story? do they want to read about "supernatural phenomena"?what makes a story a good story?
Even if you know where to start - when do you work out when to stop?
Even if you know where to start - when do you work out when to stop?
Friday, January 7, 2011
feasts of words
Well this is my first blog. the thing everyone says and apparantly there is no feast of words here. not even a snack actually.....hopefully time will make sure that the next one will be a bit more satisfying.
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