How to make Cowboy Coffee
How to make Cowboy Coffee
Started today by attempting to make a pot of coffee. I sleepily, clumsily dropped the glass carafe from the drip maker onto the brick floor. It did not bounce, though my brain seemed surprised momentarily. I guess it was the absence of caffeine.
The vessel exploded sending different sizes and shapes of glass shards over a 10 foot circumference of the floor. Nice. Something semi-remarkable occurred as the ole gray matter processed this atypical chain of events. I felt, well .......nothing. I wasn't mad, sad, angry or self abusing my tender esteem. I simply accepted that the poor carafe had seen it's last day - fitting, perhaps to be on the cusp of a new year.
I cleaned up the wreckage of my mistake and figured out another way to make my morning coffee, then sat down to read.
My morning reading - of course - delved into acceptance.
......." easing myself of the burdens of the past and the uncertainties of the future.....whatever may come, I will meet it with a serene mind."
Many who make a decision to change and get sober come to a level of acceptance. It was in that dark time a shard of light shown. Slowly, not all at once, I accepted myself for what I was and then worked to change. That practice continues after 2 1/2 years. It is indeed a work in progress.
As we roll into the New Year, many will decide to try and get sober. That's good! Unfortunately, many will fail. I know I did, a lot.
Acceptance of my circumstances and condition and an honest desire to change made all the difference. Nothing special, just a run of the mill boozer who was sick and tired of being sick and tired.........
Happy New Year Newcomer and to all friends - you are not alone. IF you feel like a broken vessel, good! It presents opportunity and the possibility of starting life as a new Venture.
Glad you're here - you'd be missed if you weren't.
The vessel exploded sending different sizes and shapes of glass shards over a 10 foot circumference of the floor. Nice. Something semi-remarkable occurred as the ole gray matter processed this atypical chain of events. I felt, well .......nothing. I wasn't mad, sad, angry or self abusing my tender esteem. I simply accepted that the poor carafe had seen it's last day - fitting, perhaps to be on the cusp of a new year.
I cleaned up the wreckage of my mistake and figured out another way to make my morning coffee, then sat down to read.
My morning reading - of course - delved into acceptance.
......." easing myself of the burdens of the past and the uncertainties of the future.....whatever may come, I will meet it with a serene mind."
Many who make a decision to change and get sober come to a level of acceptance. It was in that dark time a shard of light shown. Slowly, not all at once, I accepted myself for what I was and then worked to change. That practice continues after 2 1/2 years. It is indeed a work in progress.
As we roll into the New Year, many will decide to try and get sober. That's good! Unfortunately, many will fail. I know I did, a lot.
Acceptance of my circumstances and condition and an honest desire to change made all the difference. Nothing special, just a run of the mill boozer who was sick and tired of being sick and tired.........
Happy New Year Newcomer and to all friends - you are not alone. IF you feel like a broken vessel, good! It presents opportunity and the possibility of starting life as a new Venture.
Glad you're here - you'd be missed if you weren't.
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Sorry about the carafe, Fly. )
I've been "cowboying" my coffee for a few months by now - not that bad.
There is surely less drama in sobriety.
Happy New Year!
I've been "cowboying" my coffee for a few months by now - not that bad.
There is surely less drama in sobriety.
Happy New Year!
I loved this post! I'm so grateful today when something like that happens and I'm able to look at the situation, think "Oh well", and then move on to take care of it without freaking out like I used to do.
I can still have those freak out moments, but they are much less common now. Acceptance really makes a difference in my life today, but it took me a long time to get to this point. Accepting my alcoholism was only a beginning.
I can still have those freak out moments, but they are much less common now. Acceptance really makes a difference in my life today, but it took me a long time to get to this point. Accepting my alcoholism was only a beginning.
I loved this post! I'm so grateful today when something like that happens and I'm able to look at the situation, think "Oh well", and then move on to take care of it without freaking out like I used to do.
I can still have those freak out moments, but they are much less common now. Acceptance really makes a difference in my life today, but it took me a long time to get to this point. Accepting my alcoholism was only a beginning.
I can still have those freak out moments, but they are much less common now. Acceptance really makes a difference in my life today, but it took me a long time to get to this point. Accepting my alcoholism was only a beginning.
This is such a vital point in recovery for many - thanks for underlining it.
Acceptance of infirmities and the realization they don't simply disappear because of the removal of alcohol. Certainly change occurs when booze is taken away from the equation but it is indeed a starting point.
Cowboy coffee ain't all that bad.
Just don't drink that last big swig.
Don't feel bad a while back I dropped a glass bowl of hot grease on the kitchen floor and it broke. Sure glad that none got on the carpet. We guess that things could always be worse?
M-Bob
Just don't drink that last big swig.
Don't feel bad a while back I dropped a glass bowl of hot grease on the kitchen floor and it broke. Sure glad that none got on the carpet. We guess that things could always be worse?
M-Bob
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