Because, really, where can you find
life’s answers if not in coffee?
Generally, it’s a pleasant experience, but the other night, as I stirred my fat-free half-and-half into my coffee, I noticed a dark fleck swirling around on the surface, a little fleck of coffee grounds. I dipped the spoon in to catch it, but it slipped below the surface. So, I waited for one second, then two, three…but the stubborn little thing didn’t come back up. I stuck the spoon in and gave things a stir. Aha! The fleck reappeared. But just as before, that determined fleck sunk down out of view when I almost had it with my spoon’s reach. Yet again, I waited for the fleck to re-surface, but when the liquid stopped swirling there was still no sign of the fleck. So I tried one more stir…The fleck reappeared and I waited for the right moment, like waiting for the right time to jump-in when playing jump rope as a kid.
Alright, fleck or coffee ground or single grind or whatever you call yourself, I have you now!
And, you know what? I did – out came that little fleck in the bowl of my spoon.
At some point during this seemingly meaningless task, it struck me that it was a lot like life in general. Sometimes, you lose sight of what you want – it slips below the surface and falls out of reach. You can stand there and wait…and wait some more. But waiting around for something to happen doesn’t bring back what you want. Sometimes, you just have to stir things up and get things moving.
Things might get a bit choppy, coffee might be spilled, but it’s worth it – if only for one more chance…