You all know that I follow myself into the world and into whatever situation presents itself, right? I have found myself in some rather odd places and met some really strange people, but it has always been for a reason. The reason is not always readily known, but sooner or later it all clicks into place and I know why I am where I am or sometimes where I was and am not there anymore. Am I making any sense? Probably not.
So today I took myself to Sam's club. I needed to pick up a few things. I had no intentions at all of buying coffee and I sure do not buy the beans. See a long time ago I used my coffee grinder to pulverize some dried Habeneros thus rendering it useless on coffee beans because of the flavor that would now be imparted to the coffee. Habanero never loses its fire and the oil is imparted into the stainless steel blades in the grinder. Columbian Habanero is nothing that will ever catch on at Starbucks.
So no one was more surprised then I was when I found myself clutching a 2 pound sack of Solar Roast Beans. Hell, had I known I wanted solar roasted coffee beans I would have gone to the Solar Roast Store on Main Street. It is a nice little coffee shop and I used to have lunch there with my friend Tere before she forsook me and moved back to Tennessee. But there I stood and knew I had to have those beans. The stock girl explained that if I needed them ground the man from the company was set up in the frozen food aisle to grind them. It was beginning to look like the beans and I were meant to be a pair, so I began the meandering path back that direction. Threw in a few things I could not live without, namely olive oil, green beans, artichokes, glucosamine, clementines, 25 pounds of flour and 10 pounds of sugar. Oh, and 4 pounds of butter.
When I finally remembered I was looking for the coffee grinder I was almost out of time (meeting my son at 3 for a late lunch). I handed him my bag and he dumped it into his machine and hit the button. I hurried off to pick up eggs and when I got back he was alone and the grinder was doing it's thing. For some odd reason I started talking about my church and invited him to our service on Sunday. I love my church. I explained that it is a UCC church and he told me he was partial to the UCC and usually found one when he was on the road. He went on to explain that he is a practicing Buddhist and how Buddha searches for the perfect world and Nirvana. I am very comfortable in my faith and enjoy discussing it with whomever I chance to meet.
Our whole conversation consisted of a 9 minute discussion on religion. His name is David and he is from California and he does the chants. He will google loumercer3 and I may at some point know what I did for him or what he did for me. Or maybe not. Maybe that was the extent of the meeting. I do know I am once more thinking about Buddhism. I do know several people who practice the meditation thing and I think maybe I do to. The difference is I call it "thinking about things" or "setting and thinking about nothing". Or there is this; maybe I just needed to try freshly ground beans to see what real coffee tastes like. Who knows. I do know it was a pleasure meeting you, David, and maybe next time you are in this area you will pop into my church. In the meantime, have a good one!
So today I took myself to Sam's club. I needed to pick up a few things. I had no intentions at all of buying coffee and I sure do not buy the beans. See a long time ago I used my coffee grinder to pulverize some dried Habeneros thus rendering it useless on coffee beans because of the flavor that would now be imparted to the coffee. Habanero never loses its fire and the oil is imparted into the stainless steel blades in the grinder. Columbian Habanero is nothing that will ever catch on at Starbucks.
So no one was more surprised then I was when I found myself clutching a 2 pound sack of Solar Roast Beans. Hell, had I known I wanted solar roasted coffee beans I would have gone to the Solar Roast Store on Main Street. It is a nice little coffee shop and I used to have lunch there with my friend Tere before she forsook me and moved back to Tennessee. But there I stood and knew I had to have those beans. The stock girl explained that if I needed them ground the man from the company was set up in the frozen food aisle to grind them. It was beginning to look like the beans and I were meant to be a pair, so I began the meandering path back that direction. Threw in a few things I could not live without, namely olive oil, green beans, artichokes, glucosamine, clementines, 25 pounds of flour and 10 pounds of sugar. Oh, and 4 pounds of butter.
When I finally remembered I was looking for the coffee grinder I was almost out of time (meeting my son at 3 for a late lunch). I handed him my bag and he dumped it into his machine and hit the button. I hurried off to pick up eggs and when I got back he was alone and the grinder was doing it's thing. For some odd reason I started talking about my church and invited him to our service on Sunday. I love my church. I explained that it is a UCC church and he told me he was partial to the UCC and usually found one when he was on the road. He went on to explain that he is a practicing Buddhist and how Buddha searches for the perfect world and Nirvana. I am very comfortable in my faith and enjoy discussing it with whomever I chance to meet.
Our whole conversation consisted of a 9 minute discussion on religion. His name is David and he is from California and he does the chants. He will google loumercer3 and I may at some point know what I did for him or what he did for me. Or maybe not. Maybe that was the extent of the meeting. I do know I am once more thinking about Buddhism. I do know several people who practice the meditation thing and I think maybe I do to. The difference is I call it "thinking about things" or "setting and thinking about nothing". Or there is this; maybe I just needed to try freshly ground beans to see what real coffee tastes like. Who knows. I do know it was a pleasure meeting you, David, and maybe next time you are in this area you will pop into my church. In the meantime, have a good one!
