That? Was one of the many take-aways from today’s church, brought to you by the one and only Seane Corn.
I had the honor of attending her workshop, an Off the Mat Into the World endeavor. I came across a Seane Corn video by accident over 10 years ago – I didn’t do yoga at the time like I do today but I was so captivated by her presence enough to listen and do enough of her practice to get the basic idea. Fast forward hundreds of classes, hours, studios later; I SEE HER IN PERSON WOW. This is definitely the first yoga star stuck experience – I loved it. Verklempt as all get out – beautiful people? In person? Who’ve changed the world and your life? Yes, all the above for her.
The quote came from her father – a riveting story she shared as we were stretching and I think that could sum it up nicely, don’t you?
Today? Is a Sunday. Addressing a few things that consistently cross my path by intention: Tara Brach and listening to my calling.
Tara Brach’s dharma talks are brilliant. They were passed along to me over a year ago and I listen to her podcasts regularly. Her perspective is on. point.
Today I listened to Freedom from Othering – very much current with a lot of the discussion around hierarchy but she also briefly touched on living your truth, following your light; similarly to a question posed by one of my favorite yoga teachers, What’s your deepest desire? I’ve often said I need both. I need City; I need country. I need people; I need space – I can’t have one without the other.
This brings me to the photo. I went to Glen Canyon Park this morning – a park I often do – one of the many places here I adore. As I sat on the bench, climbed the steps so wonderfully built likely by people such as Friends of Glen Canyon Park I thought back to a conversation I’d had the day prior. The conversation was around a woman who was struggling and my good friend had a great point; One’s reality is often made from a series of decisions, which I feel is true more often than not. It had me appreciating the many people it continuously takes to keep places like Glen Canyon as pristine as it is. Nature conservation is that at its core – many people uniting to make some very great choices for things like eucalyptus trees and trails to snake through some of the most expensive real estate west of the Mississippi. So thank you.
And this? https://sfforest.org/2018/01/18/mt-davidson-tree-destruction-imminent/ Me and my Tara-Brach-yoga-teacher supported voice is making noise to keep the green love alive! It’s just in my nature.
When I started this site – it was a much different time – I was in a much different place. By an unapologetic dedication, that place is still within the 415 San Francisco area code, but it was seven years ago. And seven years in your 30s, in a City, supporting yourself financially alone – is… and has been… intense.
This post isn’t about all that. It’s about, yet again, why do I insist on keeping this site live? I struggle with that constantly. It costs me money of course to keep it live, for the domain, for the space, but also costs me guilt. Guilt of hanging on to something I no longer want to be and sometimes have some shame around. I’m coming to terms with I could use food-drink and its culture, in unhealthy ways. I really don’t need to eat as many cookies and drink as much coffee I do. I don’t want to be a foodie anymore; I want to be a yogi who can enjoy the delicious things in life in tiny pieces, but without it taking up as much space. And then there’s the guilt of starting something and not finishing it in some way. I didn’t really have a goal, per se, of what that finish line looked like when it started, but I don’t want to be yet again another writer, with another half-deployed project. Plus it’s nice to look back at the small entries over the years, if for nothing else show a record of time itself. Plus, I’m a web-manager *master being the latest title, lol* and seeing the WordPress CMS change is a value in its own right.
And with that, I’ll leave it be. Walk away from entries for – who knows how long – and who cares. Here’s to continuing my path, on and offline, in the best way I can. Much love to the gifts of being, and namaste 🙂
Machine Coffee & Deli fits into the category of tiny, good, and in the heart of the evolving Mid Market. There’s no doubt some of its neighbors, brick-and-mortar and street-residents, have changed since my visit last year. The location alone is enough to write an essay, yet, as I attempt to focus on those in this town who are attempting to keep the coffee-shop scene local and independent (ie. can you buy a share of Blue Bottle stock on NYSE? No. I’ll continue.), I recognize yes, it’s in the thick-of-it. I’ve been close to business owners, not attached to tech, in and around the TL/Mid-Market neighborhood and give them my appreciation for their presence, and, obviously, some blog time. They’re brave as hell to come to work everyday and I’m guilty as charged for loving a good cup of coffee. Which is why to go. Maybe a sammich? It wasn’t one of those days I let myself cross the carb-line but I certainly would there someday.
Please excuse regularly scheduled programing for some pseudo-soap-box themed dialog.
Not news: Coffee, and the foodie movement overall, isn’t new anymore. Artisan, third-wave, yada yada, yeah – it’s happened. But it’s not going away either.
I’ll admit my little coffee – food – thought blog here has gone through some serious doubts. Really? I’m still doing this? Dear, God, Why?! There are so many reasons not to:
it’s boring: please see intro. paragraph. Fancy coffee isn’t wow-worthy like it once was.
it supports a perspective that’s easy to hate: as this City, and world, become more and more economically divided, it’s becoming more and more difficult to enjoy anything except breathing without shouldering guilt no matter what’s in your bank account.
I shouldn’t be eating cookies: seriously. I have a problem.
I need to be doing other things: like burning the calories from my cookie. And making the world a better place. And doing my taxes.
Right. So. Uhm. Why again? My navel-gazing insight into why I still care while attempting to be conscientious.
Fancy coffee is still happening: when was the last time you heard a cafe closing due to not making their bottom-line work? It’s rare. I can think of one in the last five years I’ve been here (Brown Owl Coffee) and some of them are behind the new spot in the Castro (Hearth Coffee). The business makes sense because, I hate to say it, it works. Fancy coffee works here and just about everywhere else in America. You don’t need an i.d., you don’t need to get drunk, you don’t need to know anyone, you need $4 to sit down and chillax outside of your office – home – and often taxing life. Who can argue that? Which is what brings me to The Mill.
You go there to have $4 toast with homemade jam spread to its borders. And a hot cup of Four Barrel coffee. And enjoy it.
You can’t totally appreciate Coffee Cultures without giving credit to Counter Culture Coffee. The Durham, North Carolina based coffee company made a big mark on the coffee community years ago just as single-origin/sustainability was really taking shape. Their coffee is superb and difficult, if not impossible to get behind a counter — all the more reason to get to Coffee Cultures. They’re only open Monday-Friday in the FiDi so it took me a bit to check them out. It’s a lovely little shop (and, hi, they have Straus soft serve ice cream? Random, yet awesome).
Libby Jane is adorable, well thought through and a great addition to the ever-changing TL. There’s Brenda’s, with the swollen brunch wait times so why not open a smaller, faster version of the beloved Southern bistro next door? So that’s what they did. Libby Jane does the biscuits, a few soups-sandwiches-salads paired with either Ritual Coffee, Community Coffee, or Mighty Leaf Tea. Great job, good call and I’m a fan.