Celebrate the Mundane

I could make a quick coffee in the morning. I have a quality bean to cup machine that can grind, brew and pour a fresh cup in no time at all.

I prefer the ritual of hand grinding though.

While I weigh, grind & shape a cone of coffee grounds in a pre-heated dripper, I can't help but feel solace in that moment.

Nothing else exists.

We have so many rituals in our life but doing something in a ritualistic way, can become systematic, automatic and before you know it the day has gone & you don't remember living it.

Rituals give us a sense of security or certainty and of course this is very comforting but when you are present in what you are doing, you are recognising the meaning in that moment.

When sat in the maelstrom of your working day, lost in the feeds, trying to make sense out of the noise, don't judge the person sharing their cup of coffee or their lunch. As is often said, "It's the little things."

"What we call little things are merely the causes of great things; they are the beginning, the embryo, and it is the point of departure which, generally speaking decides the whole future of an existence. One single black speck may be the beginning of a gangrene, of a storm, of a revolution."
~Henri Fredreric Amiel

One single black coffee, and its creation, empties my mind, restores focus and clears a path towards.. I hope.. great things.

Celebrate the Mundane. There's meaning there if you want to find it.