Sunday, January 30, 2011

On being an essensualist.

Even though I couldn’t find a definition for this … I’ve decided that’s one way I could describe myself. I continue to deepen my appreciation for my ability to see, hear, feel, smell, and taste – but it’s more than that. It’s revealing the heart of each sensation and experiencing the essence of it.

(Darn it Marty, I had this thing written in my head last night when I was trying to get to sleep and it was much more palatable and easy to digest then. But I’m going to give it a whirl.)

The nuances in each sound I hear (or the silence at the other end of the line) hold the “once upon a time” of a whole story. (And I have unearthed some treasured truths by following the threads and asking the right questions.)

The smell of fresh air on kids’ faces and in their hair tells of the games they have played and the mischief they have gotten away with in the neighbour’s back yard. Rosy cheeks and smiles bespeak their good health and happiness in the moment.

The flavour of the hot sauce (freshly delivered from Mexico) on my omelette this morning says my son was thinking about me when he was on holidays and was connecting with my penchant for spicy taste experiences. I am reminded of his love every time I see that little bottle with green delight inside it!

The view of the Lions, Howe Sound, and the beginning of the Tantalus Range is a truly majestic and breathtaking vista that rivals the best backdrops in the world. And it is an open history book recounting the trials, tribulations, and achievements of all those who chose this part of the world to tame.

The moment when my body hits the warm, salty, sea (the result of an adrenalin-inducing decision to do a high dive off the top deck of a large sailboat), confirms that I am alive, invigorated, and have the capacity to cavort in the air and under water! And many people contribute to my getting to that instance of sheer, unfettered, joy.

This essensualizing, for me, is my way of staying in touch with gratitude. It helps to lift my spirits if I’m having “one of those days”. It connects me not only to the moment, but to the essence of what I might take for granted if I wasn’t curious enough to dig deeper.

And I am never bored.

1 comment:

  1. Today I am going to think about each of my senses as my day are so right ~ there is much to be grateful for. When we are aware of everthing going on around us, we can't possibly EVER be bored. What sense category does a virtual hug fall into? (I am sending one with this....)
    M xo