I noticed a Tweet by @NealeDWalsh: "Everything is falling together perfectly, even though it looks as if some things are falling apart. Trust in the process." How appropriately that applies to me, literally or otherwise. Spiritually speaking, leaving religion to look for God made me feel like part of my world was falling apart or being ripped down. But looking back, I can see the trail I left behind, and I can see that it really was a process. A repeatable process at that. Pack up, tear down, rebuild it better...
I think of the potter's wheel and the artist with the spinning clay. It doesn't matter too much if the bowl becomes lopsided, because the artist can just pound down the clay and do it again. And again. And again. until it is right. Of course, I understand the clay lacks strength or the ability to be used for a purpose until it has been put through the fire. But truly, the fire is part of The Process, so it should be trusted.
That do-it-again-and-again part? Don't tell my builder I'm good with that. I'm expecting more like right-the-first-time from his crew. Measure twice; cut once.
About the coffee...No worries. I have one of those single cup coffee makers, and it has been moved to my bathroom. There is sits---right next to the cotton balls and Q-tips.
