What A Savory Fucking Sunday
Well. I enjoyed my time writing about this moment so deeply that I started recording myself yapping more of the same and accidentally made a mini podcast episode.
And apparently I was so darn present that I failed to notice my phone was at 1%.
It died.
While saving this bad boy, and you know
I’m a no script, one take, and upload kinda gal
So…DID it survive a recharge mid-save?
Ehhhh… kinda.
**THE SIPS CAUGHT A CASE OF THE YIPS **
It’s a lil glitchy, and damn Cosmic chaos hit me heavy on the nose in annoyingly accurate way with this topic the first place.
P.s. wrote and recorded this Early early morning… And then the power went out randomly for a bit sooo squeeze in what you can for this sneaky Sunday Drop.
Anyhoooo…
I’ve Declared it to be… a Savory Sunday.
No, you don’t have to eat savory snacks.
But… if ya want to… do you, boo-boo.
To be and to REALLLLY Savore something…
YES Please, I am choosing to savore and be savored with so much more intention.
Time travel with me for a sec.
Lets play a lil game of just the Sip…
(Bettin’ I know what popped to mind…)
you dirty dirty bird 🐦⬛ this is not that!
Well for starters in this game everyone wins. Ok ok, back to that sip, lock in.
Think about that very first bite of your favorite snack. Or that first sip where you’re like, *holy shit, that’s my shit! *
You have that shockwave second and you genuinely and/or curiously only cared about savoring what you were experiencing.
I can feel my whole body and soul relive the exact moment my son and I made tortillas together and he was so excited that he’d made them with me enough times that THIS ONE, This batch would be PERFECT.
I savored him inviting me into being so proud and eager to taste his perfect batch I did slip into thinking about the future and snagged a couple of boomerangs while he was rolling away. But damn it, it was too fucking perfect not to sneak a piece for me to cherish. And I’m glad I did… you’ll find a savor:cherish balance that works for you.
But to the sip, no cliffhangers.
A PERFECT BATCH… WAS HE RIGHT? yup…
Hot off the stove we went back and forth rolling+cooking+Each one got tastier.
Scarfing them up faster than we could cook em’… THEY WERE DAMN GOOD. I can still physically feel myself standing at the stove, and can still feel the crunch of Maldonado’s sea salt in between my fingers on the one’s we got fancy and put a lil butter and the the flaky sea salt + perfect about of butter + hot perfectly soft tortillas. IT WAS DECADENT.
Obviously this moment meant so much to me see if ya can just get a lil sip of a moment you still feel. Whatever it is for you.
That moment.
That’s how you savor something.
So lock in that energy. Find that vibe.
And I’m realizing my vibe right now might just be that I need a snack.
Sometimes a snack needs a snack too.
Anyway.
Life shows up and you don’t know what it’s bringing you until you’re really in it.
But you have to really BE in it.
One of my favorite lessons has been knowing that you don’t get to truly know JOY until you’re passionately engulfed in what joy is.
You have to actually be in it to feel it.
Physically. Emotionally. Spiritually.
Whatever makes you the “You-est” you…
Be that.
Don’t get so lost in the sauce of what happened yesterday. Or tomorrow.
Where are you right now?
You need to really be there to savor that shit.
So I DOUBLE DOG DARE you.
And you know the law. You cannot break a double dog dare.
I’m not even asking you to write anything down. It doesn’t have to become some all-day mindfulness practice. You don’t have to turn it into another fucking thing you’re supposed to accomplish correctly.
JUST SAVOR SOMETHING, DAMN IT
Notice the little moments.
Sit.
Notice.
Be there.
And it’s okay if you get some weird ones. But I bet you’re gonna have a couple good ones too.
And if things have been rough - I know mine have been - you can savor the shit moments too.
All of them.
Even true heartbreak.
You can savor the depth and range of the way you’re able to feel something all the way through you.
And let it move you.
That’s a fucking remarkable gift.
To be so deeply in something that it hurts. Or feels weird. Or feels beautiful. Or all the things.
You can savor all the stuff.
Just like all the snacks.
The good sips, weird sips and ones you wouldn’t order again.
You can always savor that sweet moment too. A little sweet treat.
There’s no requirement that savoring means pretending everything tastes good.
It’s being there long enough to actually taste it.
So that’s it.
Just a sip.
Savor something today.
And if you find a moment worth sharing, tell me about it. I’d love to be invited to enjoy the savory moments of your life too.
Don’t just think about it.
Be in it.
Go get savory.
Until next time Love Bucket, Alli
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