Eating alone has never been one of the activities that I shy away from —anymore. I never fail to acquire that feeling of solitude and independence whenever I’m in one of those meals.
The knowledge that I am breaking the barrier against the public notion of this need of dependence onto another being makes me feel powerful. While good food paired with good company can guarantee an enjoyable eating experience, there is also a very underrated albeit rewarding pleasure from concentrating on just the food itself. I give credit for this magical practice of savoring every bite of my food to E. GIlbert from her book “Eat Pray Love”. I have already been reveling on the joy of eating solo long before chancing upon her amazing book, but it was a whole new affair to mindfully prepare (sometimes) and devour every particle of my entrée. To pay attention to its flavors individually and observe how the brain and body responds to each of them.
Sometimes a much more beautiful sound than music is silence. Don’t you agree?
Why I Hate Religion, But Love Jesus || Spoken Word (by bball1989)
Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements?
— Dalai Lama
Are some things really better left unsaid?
The only way to deal with your ghosts is to confront them, accept their existence, and release them.
And hope that it never haunts you again.
did you look them in the eye
and did they feel it
did you say it in time
did you say it out loud
— Eat Pray Love