An Extra Pump of Chai
My days have been filled with an extra pumps of Chai. Have you experienced a Chai Latte at Starbucks? Usually, the spices bite the back of your mouth, and about where your molars meet your tongue the sensation lingers beyond each sip. Last week I had a Chai Latte, and it was mild, like a cup of warm milk with a subtle taste of the exotic spices. Today, while explaining what I was looking for in the Chai Latte to Jack Fritz, the kind and well articulated barista at Starbucks this morning, he recommended an extra pump of Chai. It was fantastic. Have you done this to your days lately? As my limits of what can be accomplished in a day or a week are stretched, with all the complexities of spice found in my latte, it also brings an awareness of the necessity for a quiet soul and a content-with-to-do list posture. We bought a house! We are not in it yet, so it seems a bit surreal. Then again, weekly as we go in to assess and plan the spaces, my excitement builds. At