Hungry, Dazed and Standing in front of the Fridge!

I know what it is, I just can't put it into words. I awoke with this haunting hunger this morning. It feels like hunger, a longing for sustenance. A knowing or feeling of satisfaction. It's like standing in front of the fridge, hungry but not finding anything appealing in the fridge.


Looking around in the fridge, moving items to see if there is an answer to my hunger. Is that yesterday's leftovers? It wasn't anymore satisfying yesterday than it looks today. I won't try that one again. I will eventually end up throwing that one out after I let it sit and grow moldy. Ah! I see that green jello salad of yesteryear. The one that was always offered at Mormon gatherings. The pat answer that was supposed to be refreshing and satisfying. Everyone knew how to make it and it was eaten without question. Still not refreshing nor satisfying.

Can it be that the hunger is bigger than this fridge can contain? Is it Universal? Is this part of the Plutonian hunger that we are feeling all around? Is it just the sense of 2012?

If I take a bite of this or that and still feel dissatisfied? Then what? Move on to the next sampling? How long till we come to the higher sense? The enlightened place of satisfaction?


I would hate to be stuck trying to feed myself the same meal over and over again, only to hope that the next feeding would make me a bit more satisfied. I am grateful to have choices and experiences in knowing despite the lingering hunger.



The question arises...Did I plan for this hunger? Was there something I could have shopped for prior to the onslaught of hunger pains? How did we know this time of hunger would be here and yet still voluntarily sign up to participate in it?

Is this a thirst or a hunger?Is it both?





How blessed can one be to be able to sample. What a time we live in! Knowing we are free to rummage through the fridge in search of something to satisfy our hunger! Mindful of those who can not, will not or are truly unable to choose.







Could take-out be the answer? Should I go to a far off exotic place to feast on the wisdom and talents of knowing from others? Could knowing by an other's hand be as satisfying? Can the flavor of a place other than my own bring me the satiated sense of comfort that I long for? I longed for the opportunity to do just that when I saw the peaceful glow a dear friend had upon her return from Bali. Did her sense of knowing get satisfied? Would that kind of experience be right for my hunger?

At his point I know that a potluck will have to occur before I can find the satiating balance I long for. A place to feed my soul and nurture myself. Staying hungry today. Is that cookies I smell?