september coffee and slow reading

Well, August came and went and September is half gone by. Aside from stating the obvious, I have been finding a great deal of solace in reading. Slow reading. Deep reading. Re-reading (my favorite pastime).

Funnily enough, the news and state of the world is so heavy that I've found myself needing to keep up with some of the news, but that means I need the depth that good literature brings to me even more.

a few of my morning 

I sit in the morning with a piping hot cup of pour over. After a short stint and few wasted hundred dollars in two brand new Nespresso machines, I returned to my love of freshly baked, direct-trade, fairly waged coffee and I have never felt more whole.

The idea that saving 15 minutes in the morning was worth drinking conventionally grown, old coffee with no filter was a mistake I wish I could go back in time and undo, alas here we are. If you are a Nespresso lover, help me understand it. AND all that unfiltered coffee is a sure way for my LDL to raise, but now my age is showing. (No shame there).

Slow Reading Mornings

My early mornings are a bit cooler and while my water is boiling for my pour over, I stand and read a poem or a few pages from one of my ereaders or one of The Letters of Gustave Flaubert which has turned into one of my favorite reads of this year so far. I am not even sure I will finish it in 2025.

I know it's beneficial to drink my coffee and get to my work, but my slow reading philosophy promotes reading in my free time, and once I sink down into something great, I want to wait until the chapter is over before getting started with the heavy day.

I've been reading poetry, making coffee, drinking lots of tea, journaling and keeping one audiobook going at a time, and baking lots of new dishes. 

What I've been valuing  

1. Slow mornings
2. Pour overs
3. Early mornings
4. Baking
5. Decorating
6. Silent Time
7. Decluttering
8. Fall scented candles

It's easy to get lost in all of the chaos of the world, and lots of anger is palpable in the street, but I won't give away my soul. My inner peace is invaluable, and reading brings me so much inner silence. 

Moving through September, I am working towards a reality that includes space and time (both in my physical world and mentally) to watch good films, read great literature, writing more intensely and quite frankly moving towards a reality where the stress that a new venture (soon to end), and all of the craziness that the world keeps providing, is muted.