I feel like I am lagging today. It is mid-day for many of you and I am just sitting down with this Friday greeting. And late as it is, according to Boots Time, it’s still Coffee O’Clock and I want to wish all of you good people a Happy Friday Feeling.
There is something about the Friday Feeling that give me a boost of joy — the same feeling that I get each morning when I look at my first cup of Joe. Why is this? I don’t know. Coffee is a beverage that packs a powerful boost — which I thoroughly appreciate . . . but I am also thinking that there is also a great deal of the Sense of Tradition that coffee brings to my day.
Tradition. What is it? Google’s “define: tradition” offers this: the transmission of customs or beliefs from generation to generation. Well, this hardly defines my relationship with my first cup of coffee in the morning. I distinctly do not recall having a cuppa with my grandpap or sharing a latte with my mother in a swanky coffee shop. Maybe the word tradition is a misuse . . . I am now thinking that it is more a sense of Ritual. Back to Google’s “define: ritual” . . . a religious or solemn ceremony consisting of a series of actions performed according to a prescribed order.
That works for me. Ritual. A ceremony consisting of a series of actions performed according to a prescribed order. Is my Coffee Ritual religious or solemn? Well that kind of depends on how much sleep I got the night before or what kind of day I am heading into. I can definitely see how making my first latte of the day could be considered religious and solemn.
I remember this old-timer that used to come on one of the pack trips. At the time, I thought he was sort of different concerning his morning coffee. He wanted to drink it privately, away from the madding crowd surrounding the campfire. He would go off on his own, yet within eye-shot of camp. He would find a rock or a log to sit on, turn his back on the other guests, and sip on his coffee. Looking back, I can now see that there was a Ritualistic endeavor that he was participating in while enjoying some relative solitude with his brew. That or he was super grumpy in the mornings and couldn’t stand the circular B.S. that the campfire tended to generate. Either way you look at it, I have to hand it to the guy as to knowing how he liked to start his day.
What about you? What is one of your favorite coffee rituals in the morning? For me, I grab my cup of Joe and head to my desk. I get myself settled, look out the window at the glorious day and I start to collect my thoughts via the keyboard. The days that allow for this luxury I call special. The days that don’t allow for this luxury I call my Friday Feeling . . . knowing that the next day is going to be wide open for my sense of Ritual of drinking coffee and writing. I know that life is all-encompassing and it’s all wonderful, but I have to confess to super-enjoying the mornings when I am able to prioritize and enjoy my Preferred Rituals. Simply put, it’s fun to be living my preferences.
Check out these cool coffee mugs below that give a shout-out to your Friday Feeling:
And I know some of these added gizmos seem kind of over the top but check out this inexpensive mug warmer to keep your Joe hot:
Life is a super lively event and ALL days are good. Make them even better with the ritual of some morning Joe!