Dear One in True,
I was stirring my stewed apple, pear and coconut and thinking about all the important changes I was going to make to my eating habits when my display cabinet of jars decided to lean over and join my inner conversation..ie all of it, and all of the glass and spices flung themselves at my back. Ok, I can go on about how I was just about to screw it to the floor, but i I won't. Luckily a
"just breathe" thought came to me and I didn´t panic
By some miracle, even though there was 19456924 pieces of glass every were, there was non in me, nor was I burned, the cooker turned over, nor the dogs in any worse off state.
Instead a piece of art with turmeric, prunes, calendula flower sprinkled with the best quality sunflower seeds mixed in with shards of glass.
I´ve decided to see it as the universe giving me an opportunity to change my story about my food. Right now. Set a new scene.
You see most humans have stories about food. Sometimes horrible ones from early childhood. Few people enjoy what they chew, and if they do, many if not most feel guilty about it.
Today I´m saying to myself "How about a new story? Its the one about how I´m hungry for de-light for my Self and choosing to eat it bite, by bite, by
Turning over to a new page
its an opportunity to
healing hunger stories
Ya ya ya.
If you´ve had a tough old life,
you had it already.
time to move from fables of darkness...
love all ways,
Love all ways,