What I Shed Today

lightening up a little at a time

one-third of my morning coffee

on July 10, 2014

I love coffee. I have loved it so long, and in such great gulps, that it’s become nourishment to me, necessary, an essential element of my nutrition. Without my morning mugfuls, my brain would send its electrochemical soup back to the kitchen and retreat, screaming, from the least sliver of daylight.

I know drinking coffee is a choice. People live without it. I could. But I won’t. I like it. I love it. I actually enjoy it, savor it, shiver with pleasure at a perfect sip.

I’ve cut way back from the amounts I consumed in my building-trades and grad-school days, when Mr. Coffee would make a full 14-cup pot before breakfast for me and sometimes brew a half-batch for an evening pick-up. My concerns were pretty much solely with quantities then.

Now I think about the sustainability of coffee production and the ethics of the agricultural and labor practices involved. I buy fair trade beans, but that only goes so far toward addressing the issues. So I drink less and try to enjoy it more. I grind the beans just before use. I steep them in a french press. It holds enough for the three cups I drink while I write my morning pages. That’s it; I don’t have any more the rest of the day, unless I meet someone at a coffee shop. If so, I exercise restraint.

Lately I’ve been attending to my state, though, as I infuse it with the essence of the roasted seeds of Coffea arabica. About the time I finish the first cup, I feel my mind rouse and shake itself. When I drain the second and pour the third, all the lights behind my eyes have gone green. Two cups are enough. That final cup is just, well, a habit.

So … what if … I shed it?

God help me, I’m gonna try.

Tomorrow begins tonight.

Tomorrow begins tonight.

shedding style: reduce

Comments welcome … how useful is this question? “If I won’t do without it, can I at least cut back?”


7 responses to “one-third of my morning coffee

  1. This is something I have struggled with as well. The real question is if it is such a part of your life why do you feel the need to give it up? It’s more about ritual it seems, not about gluttony or clutter.

    • revdarkwater says:

      Hi M.B., thanks for reading and commenting! I’m happy to give myself the pleasure and think my ritual’s actually pretty healthy now (it’s part of a constellation of some good get-the-day-going habits). I figure if I can get the same good out of two-thirds of the input, though, there’s an economy to enjoy. And my tender conscience over the eco-ethics of coffee is a third less sensitive (smile). Hum, maybe I should investigate growing coffee in the shade of my southern piedmont oak-hickory yard….

  2. Julie Buhite says:

    May the Force be with you, brave soul.

  3. nrhatch says:

    Like you I drink far less coffee than I did ~ about 12 oz. a day. Enough to wake me up . . . and no more.

  4. […] I’ve cut my consumption to two mugfuls a day, nevertheless I go through a can of coffee every two weeks. I feel a twinge of […]

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