Today I feel like I ate for the first time. I had me a nice bowl of leftover pinto beans that cooked for like a whole day. The beans weren't just done but they were soaked and serenaded by the tantalizing texture and taste of smoked turkey necks. These beans went through a process to reach me. They took time. As the spoon ascended and bent into my mouth this meal became a moment all of its own, slowed and stirred with care. It took time. I had no care for the awaiting tasks in the moment, my priority was solely to savor.
In order to savor one must swish and swing the food between the very walls of their jaws and extract the juices and flavors found only upon a mouthful of meditation. Eating can truly be a nourishing practice. I'm so used to just shoveling food down my mouth that I haven't realized the opportunity in what I'm doing.
That's probably why we wonder how we don't feel full after we eat. The body gets fed but the mind and Spirit remain to be satiated. Fast food is so dangerous. We can not allow ourselves to be so sped up in this life, especially when it comes to essential life processes such as consuming.
So please enjoy your food, know that creation takes time and is worth it.
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