Coffee Talk

I don’t really go to coffee shops anymore. Between mask mandates and my own growing introversion, the appeal is slowly fading. Instead, I make pot after pot of hot coffee or tea at home, clear a table, and sit down to write or talk to the friends who visit my woodland.

But I still miss cafe conversations – you know, the one’s just barely overheard from two tables away. The arguments and discussions of strangers fading in and out amid the general noise of some public place have always been my favorite part of going out.

[I’ve tried stopping into cafes post-mask-mandates, but it seems like masking faces also masks souls. No one talks as openly, no one argues as loudly, no one stops to say ‘hi’ and pours out a long confessional-style introduction. Everyone is closed up tight, and the cafes are lonely places to sit.]

Anyway, I thought I’d write a bit of coffee-talk. Brief and unconnected snippets of life. You can comment, and join the conversation, or just listen in quietly from the next table. I’m drinking my 3rd cup of coffee (black, because it’s Lent). My journal and planner are open beside me. I’m wearing black (as usual), and my dreads are piled up on top of my head. I also have a large puppy frolicking at my feet, which would be difficult to handle in a real cafe:


Have you read Gregory of Nyssa’s Life of Moses? There’s one bit in it, when Gregory mentions that “Moses entered the darkness and then saw God in it”. Moses is such a delightful friend for all of us who are having a season of darkness, because he continually approaches “the dark cloud where God is”. And we are continually, I hope, finding God in the darkness as well. Sitting in the dark and hearing the Voice that brings light speak to us. The unknown, the unseen, the soft, healing darkness of God.


And Also the Trees is one of those quiet, snowday at home sorts of bands. I listened to them yesterday while cleaning out winter excess. Soothing, dark, nostalgic – they made me think of the person I thought I’d be today, when I was 16 and listening to them in my cluttered bedroom. I’m not that person. In some ways I’m better, but in so many ways I’m still hoping to grow into that ideal-me. When I listen, I’m reminded to try again.

My husband is always finding new music, and that’s fun. Once he introduces me to something I tend to enjoy it; but if I’m choosing, I always pick the music that makes me nostalgic for futures I met when I was young. Rilke reminds us that “the future enters into us, in order to transform itself in us, long before it happens” and all my favorite songs say the same.


I have slow, 3-day sourdough loaves just out of the oven. They’ve got a bit of rye and buckwheat flour mixed into them. I love the color and flavour of buckwheat. Such a Lenten loaf. I think I’ll make a soup to dip them in tonight for dinner.

It’s an oil-free day today, which means that our fast has us skipping oils as well as animal products, sugar, and alcohol. I think this fast is why I adore Lent so much, the ritual and cyclical requirements mean that every day truly feels like a new beginning.


This week, I’m working on an article about conversations in our current culture of argument and contempt. I keep coming back to this theme in my writing, in part because of just how disturbing these constant arguments are. It’s coming together slowly though, in part because I have too many words and too little space. But it should be finished soon. Then I’ll head back over to my little, and barely begun, book of Catholic folklore, traditions, and rituals.

Excited About:

Skincare, actually! This Lent, I’m focusing on trying to detox and heal my body in a deeper way. Lent is the time to clean away all the heavy food of winter, and while I’m fasting, I might as well tend my skin as well. It’s been looking tired this past year. So, I’m mixing up masks, washing, exfoliating, toning, and tending. I have a body brush again, and some extra nourishing eye cream. I should have taken before photos to compare with after Lent, but maybe “during” photos will be alright.

I’ve finished my coffee now, so it’s time to hike bake home and start the day. But if you’re in a sharing mood, let me know what you’re doing this week!

5 Comments Add yours

  1. I will sit here and have a coffee talk with you. I’ve had two cups of coffee and have switched to matcha….

    Speaking of things to listen to, on the Jordan Peterson podcast with Jonathan Pageau? He’s an Orthodox iconographer and they talk about the inevitability of religion, the essential nature of religion, who Jesus is, the Virgin birth, etc. It is a fabulous conversation. Peterson is so vulnerable and real and Pageau answers so brilliantly. He so obviously has a strong relationship with Christ and a real sense of theosis. I don’t always listen to the JP podcast, but this one was really worth it.

    And reading, I am very slowly working my way through Jesus, King of Love by Father Mateo Crawley. Sounds like such a hippy book. And the cover doesn’t help. But the book is really rich in truth and beauty. As a family we are strengthening our devotion to the Sacred Heart this Lent. Hoping to be able to enthrone the Sacred Heart sometime during Eastertide.

    Time to refresh my cup…


  2. Masha says:

    Oooh! Pouring another cup of tea and joining you at the table!

    My tea is yarrow, elderflower, burdock, and a couple of dandelion blossoms. It’s late-ish, so I’m all for tea, and coffee will have to wait for tomorrow.

    I have never listened to Jordan Peterson at all! I keep hearing about him, but whenever I manage to start downloading podcasts, I skip over all those recommended people and end up with more herbalism, hauntings, and freaky histories. But it sounds amazing! Maybe tonight I’ll try to find it!

    I have been wanting to enthrone the Sacred Heart as well! I know there’s supposed to be a period of preparation though, right? It sounds like you guys are doing that, which is awesome. Maybe I’ll borrow your book when you’re done with it?? I feel like our houses need all the invitations-to-Christ that we can do these days!

    Also, someday, please make me matcha. I’ve tried to make it from a little jar of powdered greenness, but it always turns out tasting bad. I like green tea! But I think I’m failing at matcha in some way. I think I need to try it made well so I can know what’s wrong with mine! ❤


  3. Will be happy to make you a cuppa matcha soon.

    Israel is going to write an icon for me to enthrone the Sacred Heart. You already have some beautiful Sacred Hearts thanks to Seth!

    It is 6:30 and so I have switched from coffee/matcha to wine, because we can do that in our virtual coffee shop. Today is a feast day, the 40 Crowned Martyrs. Abouna told that story this morning in Mass. Interesting because my dad told a similar story all my growing up, but it was “made up.” I don’t think he knew that it was actually based in facts and history. It is really remarkable and tragic and beautiful.

    So, we are drinking wine and waiting for our sausage and eggplant to be done.


  4. Lavender&thyme says:

    Ah, I miss you. Your words and insight and photos of a place I long to hide in. Alas I’m still out here fighting and praying for a house further away, where Lucca can be free for a time and come home to reset. Where I can hide and read and sip coffee and tea and wine slowly and for no other reason than enjoyment.
    Loved this post.


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