Starbuckism

Starbucks is a special place for me.

It is one of the places that I go to be renewed, coddled and inspired. It is for all intents and purposes my place of worship. Going to and relaxing at Starbucks serves the same purpose for me as many people seek at their local houses of worship.

I don’t believe I’m alone, the number of regulars that I see at my local Starbucks astounds me. We all communally go about our individual tasks and projects, but we all revel in the combined energy and tranquility that permeates the roasted bean aroma filled air. We relax, recline and take time to stop, to disconnect ourselves from the massive machine that is capitalism.

In this stopping we take time to savor life, if it be a book, a philosophical conversation, or just the flavors of our handcrafted, wallet draining, twenty ounce beverages.

In this savoring, this pausing we happily realize and enjoy the theological underpinnings of the goddess graced coffee place.