Back to the Blueberries and the Mango

I didn’t even taste the first few bites of my breakfast this morning. Where was I when I ate them?

After a few minutes of being somewhere else (I know not where), my ongoing Commitment to Wake Up to My Life rapped on my shoulder, got my attention, and brought me back into the present moment.

Then I realized I hadn’t been there for my breakfast.

I paid full attention to the next bite of blueberries. It was riveting. The sudden burst of flavor awakened, enlivened, and energized me. Is this what Waking Up to My Life can be? It is a tantalizing and unfamiliar prospect.