There’s a feast coming, a big event, a meal, a dinner, a soiree, a party.
Food will be there. In abundant quantities.
The way I always used to experience the feast, and the anticipation of it?
I’ll either white-knuckle control myself through it (and plan exactly what I’m going to eat beforehand)….OR….I’ll eat whatever I damn well please and gorge myself on whatever’s there.
There’s really another option besides these two.
We don’t have to fight a war.
Who would you be without the belief that you can’t relax in the presence of food, or eating, or other people eating, or people?
What if you felt mixed feelings, and you could STILL relax?
What if ultimately, being at a feast is not a huge wild overwhelming problem?
“The mind is like a friend. It comes to be questioned…As the assumptions come in, we can question them. I can’t control my mind, but I can question it. It leaves me in a place of curiosity. I don’t have to worry about it. I love the noticing. I notice thoughts about the past, I notice thoughts about the future. It’s such a privilege to be aware. I notice images of the past, future. But they aren’t real. Noticing what’s real and what’s not, it leaves mind at home with itself. Noticing, noticing, noticing.” ~ Byron Katie
Much love,
Grace
P.S. My one retreat all year on eating peace. A life-changing event, to experience peace with eating for 5.5 days, and work with the mind. Jan 9-14, 2019. Out-of-town people can reserve a room at the retreat house.
You so nailed all that pre-planning craziness before a social get together. Thank you.
So welcome. 🙂