Embodied Eggs on Toast Pt. 1

As I sit here reading and absorbing the work of Richard Strozzi-Heckler PhD, it became clear to me that we are indeed "from a somatic point of view, living a distance from our bodies'. We mindlessly go about our day. Head-down-arse-up. Pushing the body, expecting it to work like a machine. Numbing ourselves to experience. Just to get through one day at a time. So much so, that this is what becomes the norm. We ignore the signs, pains or twinges in the body. We become detached. We are living at such a distance from our bodies, that we don't have the impetus to change until we are faced with crisis. It is generally only then that we start paying attention.

So my goal for today was to perform at least one task with total awareness. A total living, sensing and felt experience. What better time than breakfast?!!

After my little ritual of sending love and gratitude to the chickens for the eggs and hoped they have a happy life, I tucked into my breakfast. But not with my usual mindless scoffing approach. Today I took my time; no books or newspaper to read. No TV. No electronic devices. Today, I took a somatic approach to eating my breakfast. Today, I ate breakfast with my whole body!

I was fascinated how we have mastered the skill of using tools (a knife & fork) and the coordination and movement of the hands to apply the right amount of pressure to cut through the crusty bread. How the muscles of the shoulder assist in this task.

How the brain, eyes and hands work together to cut the appropriate size food portion to fit in our mouthes (okay, sometimes I don't always get this right!).

The manoeuvre of the hand and rotation of the wrist to navigate the wide open space in a direct course to the mouth (insert toddler memory being fed with the aeroplane spoon). The precise timing of the lower jaw descending to open the mouth allowing for that little 'ol

aeroplane to land.