Radical Acceptance or Misplaced Complacency? (PART II)
Wednesday 23 December 2020Content.
Sunday 27 December 2020The power goes on at the flick of a switch.
It begins immediately.
Groaning, straining, grunting.
The first signs of life begin to appear. The internal workings have begun.
Water is shuttled through the organs. The temperature on the dial creeps slowly toward optimal.
It will still be some time now.
Good things take time. This has always been the case.
After some moments, it is poised for action.
Warm. Awake. Alive.
And so the grind begins.
It sounds ugly at first – such is usually the case with the first few repetitions.
But eventually it hits a stride. A rhythm. A flow.
For this must be precise as one process bleeds into the next, with each influencing the outcome of the final product.
And so it ends, while another begins.
This procedure is reinforced through pressure; not too much, not too little.
The perfect amount.
But alas, so few know what this is.
It is jabbed, twisted, and fitted, until it is held, poised; waiting for the next phase.
The internals whir into action once again. The flick of the switch commands it.
And after some seconds, the pour begins.
The liquid appears golden.
It symbolises technique, commitment, practice.
It is the product of work.
And finally, It is done, shuddering to a halt.
For the process is long but this makes it all worthwhile.
Content. Satisfied. Satiated.
The fruits of labour enjoyed.
And yet still, it is not perfect.
Perhaps there was something missing? What may have been done better? Which finite detail was overlooked?
There are many questions. They will be answered in time.
So the process will continue.
Again.
And again.
And again.
– Serge Houhlias –