Last Friday, I allowed myself some Me-time after a week of overtime stays in the office for the telethon and some desperate need of having an alone time with God after all the hustle and bustle of Makati escapades-filled workdays. Yes, I am now a part of the working force, fighting it's way to get to their Makati offices on time (or in a simpler way, a Makati-based girl) and I admit that being back in Makati still brings the same type of stress I experience whenever I get to this part of the business. So, back to what I was trying to say…
I found a coffee shop , walking distance form the office and near the playground where my friend and I used to go to whenever we need to de-stress. I got myself a nice warm mug of coffee and a lemon square and started doing my usual alone time ritual of writing my thoughts away on a napkin. I allowed myself to detach from everything for thirty awesome minutes (the longest I get to give myself for the past weeks, so far!) and allowed the words to fill all the corners I find empty.
And after minutes of continuously writing, I stared at the two napkins I was able to fill with random thoughts and impromptu (finally!) poetry writing and stared at all those words wanting to get out of my head for this week alone. I smiled.
I smiled for the thought of having a date with my Savior, seeing him across the table I am at, listening to my silent prayer as I wrote down everything. Imagining his smile across the table as I finish my lemon square and thanking him, even though it might have been tough for the past days at work, he's gracious enough and extremely generous to allow me to have something to work on. Feeling his hands holding mine as I searched for his comfort for what I've been feeling lately. Gaaaaah, it feels so amazing, it felt like New Year.
There's something comforting about corner coffee shops in a busy world. It's like a hidden mickey, an easter egg, something that is rewarding and amazing (or is it just me?). There's something wonderful about corner tables on a shop that brings peace to my world. And I am thankful for this corners because, at times we might overlook them as something irrelevant but through these corners, I get to find peace. And quiet, long-awaited dates with my Father.
I found a coffee shop , walking distance form the office and near the playground where my friend and I used to go to whenever we need to de-stress. I got myself a nice warm mug of coffee and a lemon square and started doing my usual alone time ritual of writing my thoughts away on a napkin. I allowed myself to detach from everything for thirty awesome minutes (the longest I get to give myself for the past weeks, so far!) and allowed the words to fill all the corners I find empty.
And after minutes of continuously writing, I stared at the two napkins I was able to fill with random thoughts and impromptu (finally!) poetry writing and stared at all those words wanting to get out of my head for this week alone. I smiled.
I smiled for the thought of having a date with my Savior, seeing him across the table I am at, listening to my silent prayer as I wrote down everything. Imagining his smile across the table as I finish my lemon square and thanking him, even though it might have been tough for the past days at work, he's gracious enough and extremely generous to allow me to have something to work on. Feeling his hands holding mine as I searched for his comfort for what I've been feeling lately. Gaaaaah, it feels so amazing, it felt like New Year.
There's something comforting about corner coffee shops in a busy world. It's like a hidden mickey, an easter egg, something that is rewarding and amazing (or is it just me?). There's something wonderful about corner tables on a shop that brings peace to my world. And I am thankful for this corners because, at times we might overlook them as something irrelevant but through these corners, I get to find peace. And quiet, long-awaited dates with my Father.