Pure Indulgence

Indulgence...
to indulge...

The word definitely rides both the ying and yang side of the fence.

Over indulgences...

Addiction, obsession, bloated, fat, lethargic, unconscious. A battle between too much and not enough.

Pure indulgence...

Conscious, small, special, revered, a tiny square of dark chocolate slowly eaten on the deck with all my senses alive. Ears, eyes, nose, skin and taste open. Your senses are alive. No distractions. There is a calmness to this type of indulgence, no rush. You don't just squeeze it in, part of the indulgence is that time stands still, it is unimportant while you are partaking in the indulgence. To be purely indulgent you are honoring and respecting everything around you. Treating everything and everyone delicately with the wonder and care of a baby bird. Protecting it. Nothing else is important at the moment of indulgence. There is no guilt, no to-do list running through your head just the present.

With this in mind anything can be indulgent. Following my definition, to be purely indulgent is not what you are doing it is the way you approach what you are doing and the way you do it. A conversation could be purely indulgent a bike ride or a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. For me this makes it more attainable. It is more of a way of living consciously. By focusing on 100 nights of pure indulgence I can build my muscle slowly. Be mindful and focused, slow down and honor one thing each night until gradually what I focused on expands into my whole life. A whole life of pure indulgence.