I’m really hungry right now. The kind of hungry that I don’t usually allow myself to become. It feels irresponsible- sometimes when I am this hungry, I can be kind of mean. We have a word for it at my house. Hangry.
Today, however, I’m enjoying it. I can feel my body wanting something. Wanting life. Wanting something beautiful. And the feel of wanting(in this moment anyways) is interesting. So, hungry and wanting I will stay for a bit longer.
What is hunger anyways? I see it as a cue that my body wants nourishment.
Drop it a bit deeper. What is hunger? What am I hungry for? These are potent questions. Hunger for what? Contact? Conversation? Beauty? What am I hungry for? Is it for something eaten standing in the kitchen over the sink? No, I’m not hungry to have my meal like that.
I could choose to have a bar and keep typing- just to satisfy the rumbling in my stomach and slightly lightheaded feeling I have right now.
Or I can wait until I am more clear what I am hungry for. I do want connection… community. Contact. And beauty. Thinking on what’s in the fridge. What’s available that is simple and beautiful. That I can share.
These are different parameters for Nourishment than a simple answer of what can I eat right now to make this uncomfortable feeling go away.
I’m seeing green, tasting a sweet crispness and toasty warmth. I see my favorite dish, and the kids at the table with me. The meal pops into clarity, and the way that I would like to take it does as well. Off to check with the kids for timing, and set the table for a meal dedicated to Nourishment for all 3 of us.