Talking {Coffee} Shop

We all know my love of coffee shops.  Here is a few things happening in and around the coffee shop before I head of to work...

Hearing Conversations About:

The free cup of coffee when buying  a bag of beans and the amount of people who don't redeem it

An older woman who doesn't have her usual seat, "It's such a busy morning..."

A group from the company down the street on the different type of men's v-neck t-shirts

"I don't remember what I did last week, soccer?  Yes, it was soccer non-stop..."

Camp Galileo and the cool {overwhelmingly so} science projects

Cranberry scones and "Are you allergic to almonds?"

House blend, they have to brew a new pot

Laughs

Pinching children's cheeks, they are just so dang adorable!

Business deals

Weekend plans

Seeing:

Empty cups

Red walls

Breakfast scattered tables

Business clothes

Casual clothes

Bright bags

Pouring liquids

Computers

Specially brewed coffee

Brown coffee bags

It is a busy day!  Happy Friday!

Fire Burning

photo credit Jenni Bergeron

 

I want you to burn my bridges down//Set me on fire

-One Republic

Feeling like I need a jumpstart these days.  I am waiting, but for what?  I am stockpiling in anticipation, but for what?  I’m praying that my bridges of fear and failing get burned down.  Maybe those bridges can also include the brain blocks, lack of motivation, and busy lifestyle?  One can hope! 

As I did my work today I was searching for beauty.  I was looking for a way to release some creativity.  I don’t know what that creativity looks like right now, but I’m waiting.

Looking for the fire that will set things in motion… {like my large amount of blog posts in draft form}

Challenges of Growing

 

I planted a few things a few weeks ago.  I was preparing to do an Instagram post and get all artsy.  There was all this prep for real life.  It was slightly absurd.  And I decided to just dig in.  Literally.  I decided that it was ok to be messy.  My fingernails had dirt under them for days.  I washed them many times, to the point of needing lotion after every wash.  Frankly, an unnatural thing for me. 

I dug in, to the messy side of life.  Once I made the decision I was gleeful.  It was exhilarating.  I dug and planted, patted, and watered with abandon.

Some of the seeds will come up.  They are finally coming up.  It’s just 2, but it’s a blessing.  I am so thankful for the rain, so I wouldn’t forget to water these fragile biological lives.  But some of the seeds won’t come up.  They were doomed from the beginning.  They were never going to be, no matter how carefully handled.

See, there are two things I take away from this.  There will be dreams, no matter how big {these are bulbs we’re talking about} that are not going to happen.  They were an idea, which was not firmly rooted.  They were doomed from the beginning.  But that does not mean that they never should have been planted, nurtured, and hoped for.  Most of all hoped for.

The same goes for the messy side of life.  There are arguments that we can dig for just the right information, argument, rebuttal.  But the thing is, were not going to win it.  Not that battle.  And that is ok.  We can not win them all.  We can not always be right, we can not always have beautiful flowers without the dirt beneath our finger nails.  For if we did not enter into the messy, we would not fully understand the challenge of growing.

I hope for those seedlings and bulbs to grow.  I want to see the dirt give way to beautiful life.  I want the reminder that beautiful things come out of the messy, hard, challenges.

The challenges are what make life a beautiful adventure.