One of the office minions offered me a cup of coffee, which I gratefully accepted since I was two cups short of my consumption curve.
I took a sip and was amazed.
I understand why some bloggers prattle on about this coffee or that coffee.
For reasons that are not important, I have had the privilege of sitting in on assorted counselors of various flavors as they went about their jobs.
One highly rated counselor relied on silence: Silence and a finely honed, non-judgmental "hmm!"
The "hmm" was much more than is captured by the characters. It started out as mild surprise, transitioned to exceeded-expectations as the baritone timbre deepened, dwelt on savor and then fanned out into appreciation for the complexity and ended with a prolonged pondering of nuance.
The person being counseled would proceed to spill their guts. Just that sound (not even a word), "hmm" unlocked them.
Until yesterday, I was unable to replicate that sound.
And then I heard it again. In that hallway, as the slurp of coffee rolled and coiled about my palate. I heard it. I was making it.
In retrospect, the counselor was drinking coffee during those sessions. I wonder.....did he really have to spend 8 years in college to learn when to take sips of fine Colombian coffee?