We each voraciously consume lots of mental calories, and yet if we slow down for a taste test, we’d notice the staleness, and that our hunger is still unsatisfied.

We thought the garbage we bought into was what we were supposed to eat, and just what we needed.

In our going out for food for thought, we bit on anything in sight, even fake food, and soon junk became our diet:  half-baked, nauseating notions that we developed tastes for.

Going for the quick and easy grab, as usual, we passed right by the wholesome menu that could satisfy.

We wander around parched, yet all the while living within an oasis of life and love.

Yet it’s there to be had- delicious food for thought- a perfectly sensational recipe that the universe is made from, even everyone around us, that makes much more nutritional sense than what we’d swallowed before.

Yes, we can feast on a diet of peace, beauty, balance, since these are the original ingredients that make up our essentials, so we may as well serve, eat and be merry.

We can lessen our addiction to the rot-gut ideas of differences between us.

We could stop toxically labelling ourselves as this versus that, cut out labelling everything as impossibly different and not able to even be at the same table with- where could we have come up with such a recipe for disaster?

We carelessly accept labels about everything we see.

When we label a good thing bad, it makes it bad to us, ruining a sublime experience.

But what if we just hang loose, just stay open to the goodies that are in everything?

Start by checking the label we use to chew that person out with, it’s not even accurate.

The reality within that person and everyone is so much more than we assumed.

What if there’s no expiration date on the beauty that is intrinsic within that person?

What’s been eating at us and leaving us unsatisfied is our own rotten fiction we live on.

What if we could drink from the pure, undefiled stream that constantly flows through us, as  real us?

We’re born to be chefs, creating palatable juices, feeding thousands with our encouragements, serving up giant portions of joyous food for thought for all.

But our palate is compromised, skewered by junk recipes that we are so used to gorging on.

Time to do a flush- time to taste what’s true about ourselves and everyone- time to be nourished by clean food for thought.

The label we read is what we end up eating, and yet we write our own label, based on a supposed list of ingredients that just don’t add up to what’s really in there, including what we digest about people.

It’s important to read the original ingredients that make up the beings all around us.

Read them closely and you’ll see love, wholeness, worthiness, goodness.

Can we throw out the stale mixture of old ideas and thinking?

Can we accept the idea that each of us is a source of nourishment for each other?

Let’s rewrite our recipes.

It’s true! And we can feast together on doing with each other, trusting we’ll be supplied with ever-growing resources for our love recipes.

Let’s throw out our leftovers.

Let’s lead ourselves to water.

Let’s make foods that nourish minds and hearts.

Time to get cooking together.