Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Coffee Grounds are the Spice of Life


 

 


Coffee grounds are a necessary evil in the production of magnificent java beverages.

Getting the used grounds to an acceptable receptacle can be tricky business, as anyone who has had to clean up after a nasty spill can testify.

But there just isn't any way around having to deal with the sloppy, messy stuff that's left over if you want a cup full of various degrees of caffeinated goodness.

The same holds true in being alive on the planet.

Those relationships and jobs and living situations that we perhaps cringe over and might even prefer never existed?

They are life's coffee grounds.

They served a purpose in helping us to hone in on our preferences in a life partner, an employment situation or a lifestyle that makes us happy.

Very few people emerge as young adults unscathed enough from the "you-should-do-things-this-way" immersion that is childhood to A) know what those preferences are, and B) to actually pursue them without the burden of recrimination from one member of the peanut gallery or another.

So for the rest of us, dating and/or marrying a certain type of person, or studying a certain subject area in college, or buying a certain type of abode is more than likely going to be a practice round of sorts, because we got trained out of listening to the reliable source of wisdom within.

But even if we got all of those things "right" the first time, there are decades to come where our interests will grow and shift and change, so what felt like the right "fit" at 21 will suddenly not satisfy in the least at 45.

That's how life is supposed to be.

We are supposed to grow and shift and change, in spite of what we're taught about the illusion of security and stability and safety.

There are no guarantees, anywhere, except that life will grow and shift and change around us.

How you roll with the results is what matters.

What happens from today forward is where your power is.

So the next time you are tempted to beat yourself up about how that last relationship went down in flames, remind yourself that there was a whole lotta preference mining goin' on there.

Bless those coffee grounds for the information they supplied, add them to the compost heap of experience and be done with them.

And let's see what new delectable possibilities are on the menu now, shall we?

Dec 13, 2011 3:52:58 PM | Connected & Committed

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