Before you begin to think that I might be stretching it here, I have to confess that the post is really a spontaneous expression of love for a gift given to me by Rupert, (my ex-husband), for Christmas.
I was introduced to kombucha during my August stay at Kripalu and quickly became addicted. Now I am beginning to brew my own concoctions, complete with funky scoby, sugar, black tea, water and a warm space in my kitchen.
And now I wait (10-21 days) to see what happens. Then, I add my flavorings, ginger and lemon I think, and let brew a little longer.
There’s something about the waiting and the warmth and the alchemy that I find surreptitious and spiritual. In many ways this slow fermentation towards deliciousness mimics the journey I am on myself. There is mystery at play and timing and trust. And it emanated from a place of deep forgiveness, unknowing and unfathomable love and light.
Once again, I am invited to just go with it; and so I will, ever-hopeful that both journey and destination will open me up to all that I am, and transform me into everything that I am truly meant to be……
I’m going to leave you tonight with the cool Gil Hedley:
“When I conjure the whole person, I see an expression of an ever developing soul conjoined with a body exquisitely capacitated for sensation. This confluence of soul and sensation generates feedback loops. The soul is challenged to focus attention through the experience of sensation. Our emotional reactivity and response to these sensations, provoked by ourselves or our relationships, is for us to master. As you do so, you develop your unique character as an expression of the divine source. How can we support one another as developing whole persons? By attending to ourselves, we melt the spaces between us.”
Somehow, I believe it is all interconnected.
Bring on your random acts of love!