Would You Like To Find Rest?

Today I followed a craving for a blueberry scone and found myself at a local coffee shop and in awe at how quickly a routine ride home from the doctor's office could lean into a moment of wonder. I followed a keen sense that I had wandered into something special and chose to pull out my pen and allow words to drip onto napkins, backs of deposit slips, and a receipt as a souvenir of this 25-minute micro-retreat.

I decided to share these words with you in hopes of inspiring your future "normal" endeavors. May you find yourself transported to an unheralded wonderland of your own, offering exactly what is needed to encourage the next unsuspecting person.


As I write this, I am sitting outside the Tipsy Bean Cafe, under sun-dappled shade at one of

picnic tables. The temperature here i Erie, PA is not offensively hot, but rather like a warm cocoon of comfort- hugging me in, letting me know I am safe, encouraging me to breathe and let down my guard.

The coffee I chose is called Road Runner Redeye...I probably should have thought that name through, but I saw vanilla and caramel drizzle listed in colored chalk and, like a siren calling me, I was seduced.

Am I imagining the quickening of my heartbeat right now? Could be. Most likely not.

In this moment...I am free. I am basking in the serendipity a surprise oasis brings during weeks of "dry days." In my case, dry does not mean arid boredom nor uneventful. The dryness

I'm referring to is the internal effect of running through May and June at breakneck speed without slowing down.

That craziness is what makes today's unexpected rendezvous with myself so refreshing!

This magical retreat, where I carried my caffeinated voltage to, exists under living umbrellas of

leafy umbrella

leafy branches dipping low. My joy at finding a seat with a view turns to grateful calm as I recognize an offer of respite from the world.

The day is in progress and the expected urban noise is present yet not unpleasant. The cars I hear scuttling pass are nt within view due to the clever design of a back patio and yard space. And though my ears catch the horn of a fairly close train rumbling toward a nearby underpass, the attending birds seem to sense my need for solitude amongst nature.

They entertain with thin-legged chases played out in their hopping about. They enchant with chirped song which, oddly, does not compete with our city's busy mid-day tune. I feel reassured by the bird’s sweet harmony blending with the muted passing trucks; for my tree sentinels are on duty to preserve peace and shield this gem of a discovery.

The melody of this moment reminds me that, although life gets hectic, a hint of blessed relief awaits, literally, right around the corner. The pearl of wisdom in this moment is a reminder to not only slow down, but to accept the invitation of refreshment.

First time guests enjoying The Tipsy Bean!

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