Savor the time
Today when I woke up, I didn’t realize it would be such an amazing day. I took my time bleaching my roots where my blond streak is, I turned my Pandora station to “ceu”. I love Brazilian/jazz music. Even though it’s only sometimes I’m able to understand the words, I’m still able to understand the rhythm. Funny thing about language is no matter what a person is saying you’ll always be able to get a sense of what they’re trying to say. The tone and manner of execution deliver all that needs to be understood. It was beautiful outside. I opened the blinds giving sun to my plants; I watered them and cleaned up after my birds. I continued about, doing nothing. I stared at my face for quite some time. Studying my aging skin, inspecting the growing amount of imperfections and I didn’t complain… I wasn’t even bothered. I just looked and accepted. I realized at that moment I loved myself. Even if I’m overweight, sometimes impatient, sometimes quick to snap or even if I’m lonely. I was happy, even happier to be doing nothing. Not having to go anywhere, do anything, and see anyone. I retrieve myself in solitude.
I had some rum left over from making coquito last night. I said “what the hell”, might as well… right? Right! The mixture of coke and rum sat in between my lips and I savored the flavor. I promise I’m not an alcoholic but everything I do in life I wish to savor. And the drink brought a memory to mind. Months back I went to an Irish pub with a seminarian friend and I ordered us honey whiskey, Bushmills to be exact. Jack Daniels and Wild Turkey have theirs too, but it was all they had. We had a shot first, the next he said on the rocks. “Okay” I went with it. He said “in order to properly drink you have to taste all that makes up the drink, it’s useless to drink purely to get drunk.” Since then, the first sip always sits on my lips to be tasted. We spoke about life and its battles, faith and our future. So, today might have been so simple. But for me today was enlightening in ways I can’t express. If tomorrow was our last day (which I don’t think it will be.) but if it were… I think I couldn’t have had a better “day before.”. Peace and love to all you folks out there, savor the time.
