Immersing, even drowning yourself in the process is a lovely feeling. Psychology calls it flow.

I want it to take up time in my life, that’s how I draw out the experience. I can feel the grinding of the coffee, smell the grounds as it brews... in that moment, I’m attentive, I’m connected.

it takes me 2 minutes instead of 10 seconds to grind coffee? Great! That’s 1m 50s I’m NOT working.

“The quality of life is in proportion, always, to the capacity for delight. The capacity for delight is the grit of paying attention.”-Julia Cameron

I enjoy the space it helps me make in life. A breather.

When in reality, I don’t care that it takes longer. I WANT it to take longer. That’s kind of the whole point of brewing for me. to help me slow down.

When people look at my tea and coffee setup, they ooh and they ahh, but always. Almost always however, the next thing that comes out of their mouth is: “oh but I don’t have time for this. do it like this and this at home cause it’s faster.” “It just takes too much time and energy.”

My default response, which belies even how much I’ve been conditioned by society to seek efficiency, is “oh, I hear you. Once you get used to it though it doesn’t feel like much effort. It’s also faster to clean up!”

It reminds me of these questions: Why do you hand grind coffee? Why do you brew with a gaiwan?

slowing down your life by a factor of...?

But more time for what? What am I going to spend my time on, really? Is there anything in the world I’m going to actually take my time with, to spend all that time on? What do I wan to spend time be slow with?

All this time I spend trying to make things more efficient, more convenient, I’m trying to make more time.

As Oliver burkeman puts in his book, what comes after greater productivity, after making more time, is just *more* work.

Huh curiosly..if we take the productivity equation: output/input. Output in quantity/input in hours. 500units made/10hours= 50effish. 500units made/50hours=5effish

//why is finding enough important?

Slow is simply slowing down in pace. The only dimension we are reducing is that of time.

a musing is a stream of consciousness manifested and followed, that stops somewhere gratifying

Slow things sometimes take more time because it makes more steps, maybe sometimes more ingredients.

It’s the math of decimal points and not whole numbers.

Slow life is about spending more time on lesser things. It’s literally a reduction of productivity. Yet it doesn’t run the opposite of maximization.

Slow life is about contentment and fulfillment with less?

Is slow “more” or is slow “less”?

//the math of slowness

How do you grapple with that dissonance? How do you still get the most out of life?

It means instead of 10 things a day, you only do one.

If slow life means instead of 10 things a day, you only do one, in this world with all these talks about how our life only has x-days, how do you cope with that idea?

//what does slow life look like?

//grappling with slow life

Things take more time...not less quality, not less quantity? Hmm... Delayed gratification...