Do you know what I’d love to see more of? Coffee conversations. That warm and welcoming atmosphere that makes you feel that you can talk about almost anything and not have it result in chairs flying or tables flipping.
It’s not so much about having coffee itself as it is about the nature of the conversations that it can bring out. There seems to be far less of them these days. Dare I say it, it might be that we’re afraid to start them anymore, fearing that these conversations turn into confrontations. On another extreme, we felt it insignificant to resolve the matter with one when we could broadcast a general message to the masses. For one reason or another, the indirect route came across as the better option. Whenever we began to discuss life directly with another, it always seemed to have left us exposed, judged, helpless, hopeless, and the like. We had a choice—confront any negativity face to face, or cater our words to the masses in the hopes that someone—anyone—confirms our beliefs, all the while cushioning any criticism behind the cover of their support. In more traditional terms, some words come to mind that all too closely resemble these circumstances: it’s called gossip, backbiting, slander. And I get it. After all, whenever we began talking about life, it felt like we were being sucked into some twisted horror story, chased by a bloodthirsty murderer with a mask, all to the tune of the grinding and growling of the chainsaw ready to slice us in half.
Maybe we should be more forgiving on ourselves and towards others by allowing our actions to have the space to breathe, the space to develop; to be able to have heart to heart discussions that bring us clarity and leave us hopeful of what’s to come, no matter the challenges that lie ahead. To be able to talk about life with coffee, without the fear of having it always end with pizzas being served with pineapples on top. In the same words as the Hummingbird’s Journal had written it, to have coffee and talk to you about the season of grief without the IG filter. I want to end this the same way the blogger had begun it, by asking,
It’s a style of conversation I’d have loved to see more of one day.