Be Where Your Feet Are

A lesson from my chai tea

Hello wise friend,

In the quiet atmosphere of the early morning, I sit on my deck, gaze with soft eyes into the aura of my plants and hug my mug of warm chai tea, ever so snuggly.

I love, love, love my early morning mug of chai tea.

Especially the first spicy, milky, sweet sip. Ahhh!

I’m convinced it holds super powers.

With the first cosmic sip, I hear the steamy whispers rise from my mug “Please do not shrink this moment and forget you are drinking me. Stay close. Receive.”

I nod and smile.

Who am I to disagree with my mug of chai!

I do my best too slow and settle into the moment. No rushing into the day allowed here.

I exhale a few releasing sighs and stay with my inner body.

I gaze into the colour of my carefully brewed pot of chai. My eyes are pleased. They intuitively know it will be an excellent brew this morning. They alert my other four senses.

I pour with great care the brown spicy liquid into one of my favourite mugs. My taste buds are getting excited and do a little jig in readiness.

My fingers and palms exchange energy with the surface and warmth of my mug. The connection is comforting to my sense of touch. I am soothed. My whole self softens and relaxes a little more.

I close my eyes, take my first sip, welcome the spicy liquid onto my lips, then tongue and finally mouth. Little sparks of joy explode inside my mouth. Deliciousness.

I swallow my first mouthful and hear the sound of my gulp as it travels down my throat. Possibly, I am groaning on the inside with contentment!

I pause in-between sips. I feel into the lingering sensations. Listen to my inner body. Each day and each chai tea is different.

Today I can feel the hum of my inner body, the right cord has been struck. My five senses have been nourished - therefore I am vibrationally nourished.

If my mind starts to hijack this moment (and it most certainly does) I come back to where my feet are - hold my mug of chai a little tighter and remind myself how quickly this tiny moment of pleasure will be over for yet another day.

When my five senses are nourished.

I am vibrationally nourished.

So my friend, may you linger longer in whatever small pleasurable moment you look forward to each day.

May nourishing the pulse of your five senses be your healing ritual.

Much love

xox Carole

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