A few months later…as promised (not). My usual repertoire, which has caused a struggle I have found writing within my profession, is that I write from my heart about things which inspire me. Not that my profession does not inspire me…it does, it just hasn’t been my mode of written expression . It was my desire and intention to write a weekly or biweekly dialogue about experiencing architecture in Portland – and beyond – from an experiential place. How does it feel? How does it move me…or not. And then the ‘or not’ part started to bother me. Would I offend people or even worse…hurt them. Oh the spiritual new age bugaboo!! I am writing about what I feel…that should never be taken personally. Another person sitting beside me could have the polar experience from that which I am taking in. Oh…and one more excuse, life! It has gotten in my way. The commitment to my current projects, my three children, being a good neighbor, exercising, enjoying the rare sun bursts, recovering from leaping out of my car as it careened out of control down an icy hill, all of these things have taken the forefront. But today I commit to balance in all areas of my life and the commitment to things greater than myself and my personal experience. So I stop, or shall I say start…and I give it up!!
It is where I come to enjoy a wonderful morning latte with the smell of breads which speak to your belly as well as feed your soul. It is light and cheery even on the rainiest and most overcast days, with floor to ceiling glass storefront wrapping three sides and a cozier, quiet area in the back. It transports me if I feel the need to be transported or it grounds me if I need grounding. I can focus and write, many days I also conduct my work here, laptop in tow, not to mention socialize and network. I have found this combination in work/play very successful for bringing in new projects in this economy while also widening my circle of friends. It is a ‘neighborhood thang’ which is so hip and cool and fun. But it is also international, as it has a very metropolitan feel. I can walk here from my house, which creates another adventure all the way around. The people who work here, exude the name. The architecture and design create a feeling of harmony and warmth by the palate of materials and colors matched by the concept of the bakery, a working kitchen. A fine example of integrity through and through, something that, yes, can be bought here, but more than that, can be felt. Flour on the floor…staff kneading bread within your vision, while laughing and sharing…yep…it’s a feel good. All of this welcomes me, as I feel a part of, like coming to a wonderful family gathering and celebration, not at the finished, polished event, but at the heart of the making it happen, the putting together, the creating, around the table and hearth.
So, hope you don’t mind…I have mixed it up a bit. Writing from my heart and endeavoring to capture the spirit of the quality of place.
The love and joy!!