cappuccino

This cappuccino has a story. And it starts like this - I don’t want rules. There I said it. I don’t want schedules. I don’t want anything holding me down or holding me back. I want to be free! Does this sound familiar? Yet, I stand at a crossroad. Living naturally requires a jest of being held back, if only a little bit. I realize it’s the guidelines I choose to follow that hold me up rather than hold me back. I need that bit of restraint. Don’t we all? However, I feel the freedom. Here enters the Cappuccino. Healthy or not healthy isn’t the question. Do I enjoy it? Does it add to my life more than it does it harm? Never been given to coffees, I started exploring them not very long ago and settled into the sweet Italian space inside me. I am enjoying my season of a freshly ground and brewed cappo at the end of my lunch in the coziness of my kitchen. #guiltfree It brings me great happiness. I eat just a little less lunch than I feel I want to, knowing I will have this warm deliciousness in my hands soon after. I make less than a shot of fresh espresso and fill the rest with organic, hot and thick milky foam. The process of making it is meditative. And while I sit to enjoy it, I’m given moments to reflect upon my life. Or at least I try to amidst the chaos at my home.

I tried to have perfect but perfect wouldn’t have me.

I tried “all or nothing” but it was tired of me.

I had a vision while in the middle of trying to figure out just how perfect I could make my regimen for this coming new year -

a hawk came circling around, calling my name.

It finally captured me, though I kicked and screamed. I let it. Part of me didn’t want to go. The other part of me knew it was the only way. Its tight grip on me kept me from falling yet ironically, it’s grip also taught me how to fly on my own.

Like how the tightness of the bondage to perfection showed me I needed to find freedom from my ideals. The pain of the eagles claws was a welcoming one.

Moderation and not the all-or-nothing mentality, is what I am working towards this coming year. I’m keeping my cappo bc this moment in my life, I’m loving it. Who knew a cappuccino could teach me so much. Salute!

Journeying together,

Kari