The chitter chatter, words spilling out going there and coming here, testing if it will be perceived well or not. What a lot to take in as an introvert. Sometimes I don't realize how sensitive I am until after the fact. Last night, there was a social at my house. In the beginning, I wasn't looking forward to it and only wanted to hide in my introvert- creative place and not be forced into small talk. But as the days got closer, I began to warm up to the idea of being more invested with this young adult social/bonfire night. I actually became so invested that I started thinking of ways to add detailed touches. I had a fun time creating a welcome art sign in different languages on the front door. I created a 40 something song playlist to play throughout the night of various high and low beats, indie and soul alike that spoke to my personality and feelings of summer. I made a baklava dish and I think now I have perfected it. Now I know to drizzle oodles of honey on top instead of making a lemon syrup since I like the taste of the former better. I set up the outside and made the table look more detailed with plants, some candles, a few rosaries and a Our Lady of Guadalupe picture for added effect of a rosary night.
As a melancholy introvert, I deeply enjoy heart filled conversations that are fluid and jump over the small talk by a landslide. However, I didn't receive much of this tall hope last night, and to me if I don't receive this in a certain amount, I become unstimulated and dare I say bored. Watching the fire was entertaining, but doesn't compare to a human interaction, but thanks for the heat, fire.
What I came upon reflection from all of this was that I can do socials but it depends on the interactions because quality always trumps quantity in my book. I learned that I can enjoy preparing and planning an event but I need to be intrinsically motivated and add my own personal touches, personality and flair to it or else I wont want anything to associate with it. If I can personalize something and have a vision for it then I can mentally prepare myself for the social event. I may or may not have had a good time, but at least I made an effort and added touches and subtleties that lifted my spirit and my creative energy even if I wasn't feeling it prior.
Tonight is exactly opposite of last. I am here by myself and soaking in the soft twilight summer air, the quietness and the space that I can call my own. No side conversations, entertaining with fire to feel the mood, or chitter chatter that lingers like the embers. I will enjoy the quiet peace tonight.
Saturday, July 28, 2018
Sunday, July 1, 2018
Coffee Inspired
It just so happened that as I took my seat at my preferred, cozy Starbucks my dear sister texted me saying that she had just left to go to a Starbucks close to her neck of the woods. Slightly amazed that we both set out to do the same thing at precisely the same time~ soak in the ambiance of our favorite coffee shop and simmer in the inspiration much needed. The smell of caramel coffee beans and others alike, the low dim lighting and the chitter chatter of alluring conversations or far from it, and the pitter patter of instant customers coming in, craving for a personalized cup.
Starbucks puts me in the mood to become inspired and motivated. I always remember to bring my notebook where I jot down ideas, goals, quotes, thoughts and challenges that need to be written down or else they will be lost in my intricate and messy, free flowing mind. There is a large possibility that it could be lost and not retrieved again. This coffee shop's space makes my thoughts more organized since its opposite of how my mind can store information; I need a clean and uncluttered space to dish out organized content.
I've just recently started a book about the Starbucks Coffee Company and how it made its turn around when it wasn't doing so well, and the means in which Howard Schultz made the pause and rewind for the flowing and successful company possible for its even greater achievements. In the book it says, "Starbucks, a social yet personal environment between one's house and job, where people can connect with others and reconnect with themselves" (Schultz, pg.13).
In the Fall, I used to keep the statement brown coffee holders whenever one purchases a hot drink. I would put the date when I purchased a drink and went to Starbucks. I would stuff it in my purse. I think it was supposed to be some way of showing myself how often I went to Starbucks (on gift cards, of course!) but soon realized I didn't want to keep all the brown cardboard coffee holders anyway. A few months ago cleaning out my wallet from mostly stuffed receipts, I came to find that a majority of them were from Starbucks. I gazed at the dates and locations and I could retrieve the memories associated with them. Who knew that little pieces of paper could portray memories of good conversation, semi- productive reading and work to do, and gathering good tunes from the coffee shops's play list. :)
There have also been times where language has been an interesting topic. Last year on the 4th of July while listening to patriotic music on the speakers and studying Arabic, an Israeli family came up to me noticing my Arabic book and was intrigued that I was studying their language. Another time, a young Indian man saw my Hindi language book and was interested that I was studying Hindi and stating that Hindi movies are the best. And lots of other times, I've heard conversations in Chinese, listening closely for familiar words.
On a older post from a year in a half ago, I wrote about experiencing the ambiance of a coffee shop, primarily Starbucks, titled 'What Happens in a Coffee Shop' https://samakti.blogspot.com/2016/12/what-happens-in-coffee-shop.html I still concur.
While in Vancouver, there were an exceedingly amount of Starbucks, practically on every corner. It wasn't hard to notice how much the British Colombians love their coffee. Also realizing that the border from BC to Seattle is a close coffee neighbor. The next time I go to Starbucks will most likely be in the near future, and I will sip my white chocolate mocha drink or something else, write, look out the window and keep reading about the Starbucks Coffee Company among other things.
Starbucks puts me in the mood to become inspired and motivated. I always remember to bring my notebook where I jot down ideas, goals, quotes, thoughts and challenges that need to be written down or else they will be lost in my intricate and messy, free flowing mind. There is a large possibility that it could be lost and not retrieved again. This coffee shop's space makes my thoughts more organized since its opposite of how my mind can store information; I need a clean and uncluttered space to dish out organized content.
I've just recently started a book about the Starbucks Coffee Company and how it made its turn around when it wasn't doing so well, and the means in which Howard Schultz made the pause and rewind for the flowing and successful company possible for its even greater achievements. In the book it says, "Starbucks, a social yet personal environment between one's house and job, where people can connect with others and reconnect with themselves" (Schultz, pg.13).
In the Fall, I used to keep the statement brown coffee holders whenever one purchases a hot drink. I would put the date when I purchased a drink and went to Starbucks. I would stuff it in my purse. I think it was supposed to be some way of showing myself how often I went to Starbucks (on gift cards, of course!) but soon realized I didn't want to keep all the brown cardboard coffee holders anyway. A few months ago cleaning out my wallet from mostly stuffed receipts, I came to find that a majority of them were from Starbucks. I gazed at the dates and locations and I could retrieve the memories associated with them. Who knew that little pieces of paper could portray memories of good conversation, semi- productive reading and work to do, and gathering good tunes from the coffee shops's play list. :)
There have also been times where language has been an interesting topic. Last year on the 4th of July while listening to patriotic music on the speakers and studying Arabic, an Israeli family came up to me noticing my Arabic book and was intrigued that I was studying their language. Another time, a young Indian man saw my Hindi language book and was interested that I was studying Hindi and stating that Hindi movies are the best. And lots of other times, I've heard conversations in Chinese, listening closely for familiar words.
On a older post from a year in a half ago, I wrote about experiencing the ambiance of a coffee shop, primarily Starbucks, titled 'What Happens in a Coffee Shop' https://samakti.blogspot.com/2016/12/what-happens-in-coffee-shop.html I still concur.
While in Vancouver, there were an exceedingly amount of Starbucks, practically on every corner. It wasn't hard to notice how much the British Colombians love their coffee. Also realizing that the border from BC to Seattle is a close coffee neighbor. The next time I go to Starbucks will most likely be in the near future, and I will sip my white chocolate mocha drink or something else, write, look out the window and keep reading about the Starbucks Coffee Company among other things.
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