This week I observed myself taking part in a practice that at times disturbs my peace. It’s a fairly new one that I call The M&M Ritual. It started sometime late last year and has grown in ways I never thought possible.
I enjoy the M&M Ritual (dark chocolate peanut is my preference) immensely as I open the bag and eat a handful. Then the practice seems to consume me. I lose my self and want more and more. I’m mesmerized by the colors, the flavor, the sugar! I find myself looking for two-for one-specials at Rite Aid or Walgreens. Give me the big bag! The once enjoyable practice has taken on a life of it’s own.
On Wednesday I convinced myself that it was OK to polish off yet another large bag of those sugary marbles. I bounced around the house on my sugar-fueled high, laughing a sugar-coated laugh until I couldn’t take it anymore. “Stop the insanity!” I yelled. Am I truly listening to my body and honoring the ways in which I know how to be with it in order to keep the peace? What is this M&M obsession about anyway?
No, I don’t always listen to my body and honor it’s voice.
The obsession? Hmm… Sugar. Which brings up the words hiding and worthiness. Good to know. I’ve got work to do.
Thanks to M&M’s I now have my affirmation for Day 4 of Affirmation Month: “My body is a gift. I treat my body with kindness every day in every way.”
Amen!
