I’ve been learning about mindful eating. It’s about taking your time with each mouthful using your senses as you see, smell, feel and taste your food. So I listen to the instructor as she walks me through the process. She has a dark chocolate kiss, and I have a fresh gala Apple. I’m thinking I’d rather have her piece of chocolate, but my Apple will have to do. The first thing she ask you to do is look at what you’re about to eat. So I turn it around in my hands inspecting ever part of it. My apple is quite beautiful with its variegated shades of reds, pinks and light greens looking like painted brush strokes. Tiny specks cover its flesh reminding me of my own freckles. I never saw that before. Next I am to smell it. I don’t get the smell of the apple just a fresh outdoorsy smell. A deep crackle sound pops as I bit into it, and all the fragrance trapped within its tight skin burst forth. Oh my God the taste, smell and feel of the Apple are all at once playing inside my mouth as the flavor squirts and rolls around on my tongue.
Wow! As we said in the 60’s, “what a trip that was.” Who knew eating an Apple could be such an adventure.
“So being a mindful eater,” the instructor says, “means You have to turn the TV off, and pay attention to what you’re putting in your mouth.”
Hum! Let me weigh this one out. Watching the news over or watching my food. That’s a no brainier for me, watching my food sounds like more fun.